[Lindsey is fast asleep, having had a bad night with a few nightmares that woke him up way too early, and with the parrots he wasn't able to fall back asleep until later.
Somehow, the journal ended up under his right hand, along with a pen that his fingers feel and arch up on their own to get it into a position that they can write with.
Because the hand has been wanting to say something for a long time. And it isn't in Lindsey's normal handwriting either...]
[ooc: click on picture to see fullsize.]