Christmas Eve
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Monday. Home again. Christmas Eve chaos. Mom doing twelve things. Me allegedly helping with eight and probably making three worse. Yuri called. Hikari called. Dad called even though I saw him yesterday. Edo sent Christmas wishes followed by music because he is constitutionally incapable of sending a message with only one purpose. Alexielle sent something lovely. I am surrounded by people. This is a good problem.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.