The day has just begun, after a long night of vivid nightmares. frater shinma's broken mind has become infectious, and i share his terrifying
visions every time i close my eyes. it's not exactly having a positive effect on my
midterm-taking skills. i woke up for the third day running with a
bloody nose...i'm certain that this writeup appears madly
disjointed, but somehow, that seems
appropriate; i feel madly disjointed. i'm at work now, and i've *just* realised that there are
bloodstains on my shirt.
but the day, despite the fact that it is still blurry and pitching like a ship in a fog, just got exponentially better. glancing over at the chatterbox, i notice that Starrynight has left me some unprecedentedly nice sentiments which i decline to repeat, out of respect for his blessed sanity. but the world is spinning again...there are things i should be doing, i'm sure of it, but they just keep slipping away...