It seems the rain continues in Tokyo. Thunderstorms are predicted for the remainder of this week and well into next.

It is calming to watch.

I must return to Soul Society; I shall not be gone long.

( Private )

If I catch you with my cookies again, Essa, I will destroy that infernal music player I bought for you yesterday.

Do not test me.

My dreams of late have been uneasy, fractured and fragmented. This is not common at all, and I wonder if the cause is tied to these portals, so much spiritual energy being disturbed by their presence.

When did chocolate chip cookies become so addictive?

I bought three dozen.

They're all gone.

It is quiet and all is content.

Certainly this is a sign of some imminent disaster.

For the most part, things have resumed normality; as far as they can be described as normal.

No doubt I will have something further to report, soon enough. I will be returning to Soul Society for a brief time to make contact with my superiors.

I remember it clearly, everything over that day and a half that passed, in a seemingly alternate world. I remember having conversations, I remember feeling, I remember smiling. None of those things were real, and yet, they were. They are. They reside in me, still ( Read more... )

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What the hell have I been doing?

What the hell have I done?

Peony -- how do you fare? Has your situation changed at all?

I am so worried about Peony. I pray that everything turns out all right and that maybe one day we shall meet ( Read more... )

I woke up feeling like death today ( Read more... )