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...