I have passed my driving test. The cones ceased to get in the way at the wrong time.
The weather is growing colder.
Once more, it is quiet. Not only because Mahaado shut Marik up for a while. Unfortunately that was not permanent.
Mahaado found some of my scrolls. It's strange to retain such links to the past while being in a completely different time... Life here has very little in common with the way it was back then. I have grown accustomed to it, but many aspects continue to be strange. I dislike having nothing to do now in comparison to the past. Perhaps the next step is to obtain modern vocational skills. After all, I am no longer truly High Priest.