It's weird. I'm the only one from this particular point in time and the other people closest to it are Sylar and some guy named Alex. I think he is anyway.
They don't know what's coming, what's going to happen, and I haven't really told them anything. I haven't even explained the power thing...ability...whatever. They still think I can do so much...one thing is going to have to be enough for now.
I don't know how to and maybe, if it's going to happen anyway, it's better to just let them try to be happy or as happy as they can be while they're here instead of there? I thought it was over a long time ago, but it's not. It's like everything's starting all over again and Nathan is...
...I just don't know.
But he's my brother.
When I go back, things are different but that doesn't change. I have to keep trying to...
Mom is probably...
I wonder how many people are going to---
I know I can't save everyone. We can't save everyone.
I know.
I don't want to believe that.
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So I got my own apartment. Thanks to everyone who let me take turns on their various couches. This place isn't half bad. I went to look into a job at the Turnabout Café. No experience in café work but I'm pretty sure I can handle it, all things considered. It's not nursing but I wouldn't complain if I got the job. It's another way of helping? I don't know. I even sound desperate to myself. From what I've learned about this place, seems like it's full of interesting people.
Anyway, on that note, I was wondering, and maybe some of you have heard this question before yes I mean you:
Do you ever get the feeling that you were meant to do something extraordinary? Just curious.