Shizuka, if you would like, you’re free to take this week off. We only have the one funeral to attend to, and I will be able to take care of it myself. It seems cruel of me to keep you indoors, considering the semester at the university will be starting up again soon.
And, Shizuka – take care of yourself. You have been looking a little unwell lately.
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[Jennifer]
Jennifer.
Are ... are you feeling at all better? I've been worried about that entry you made. I suppose this is a week too late, but I don't think I can explain exactly why it took me so long to respond.
Though I sincerely doubt I have any skill in it, but if you are at all interested, I would be happy to do my best to cheer you up. I have a feeling you know as well as I do that I'm not terribly learned in that practice, but for you, I would most certainly try.
...
I don't know who made you feel that way, but whoever it was clearly did not know what a wonderful girl you actually are.
Anyway.
I hope that you are feeling better. Your friend Guybrush seems to be quite vested in your welfare ... perhaps I ought leave it up to him to make you feel better. I'm sure he would be better at it.
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[Private]
It's finally over.
About a week ago, the second I woke up, it was as if every thought, emotion, feeling, everything, was completely removed. Couldn't feel anger, or disgust, or happiness.
Not even feel what Elle’s fur feels like under my fingers.
She could tell something was wrong, I'm sure of it. It is strange how perceptive a cat can be. She must have sensed the detachment. I believe it scared her. Regardless, she hasn’t left my side or let me out of her sight since. She seems quite relieved to have me back to normal, but she's still been quite wary around me.
As much as I wish I could deny it, I can’t say that I’d never felt like this before. I know that I would retreat into my thoughts from time to time during highschool – my mother called it 'avoidance of my very existence'. I don’t remember it ever being this bad, though. Actually feeling nothing ...
Thankfully, I’m a better actor than I thought I was. Aside from the cat, I don’t think anyone else suspected anything. Nonetheless, this is something I ought to keep to myself. It isn’t exactly normal.
There is some practicality to this affliction, I must say. It allowed me to think quite clearly. Logic was far easier with such a clean slate.
I made plenty of breakthroughs on what I was working on.
But, I can't say I'm disappointed to be back to my normal self. My leg appreciates the normality, to be sure.
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I hope that everyone is doing well. Or, at the very least, better than they were doing before. It seems like many of you were feeling slightly under the weather, and it doesn't seem as if anyone has gotten much better...
Speaking of ... For those worried about Gladys, I saw her safely to the hospital. I have yet to hear news, so your guess would be as good as mine.
...
If anyone is still feeling ill, perhaps you would be interested in visiting me. I have some expertise in the medical area, and it is possible I might be of service.
Lastly, if you are feeling ill -- do not try to work your way through it. See a doctor.
Now, even I am starting to think I'm being too serious.
Cymoril – taking into consideration both your newfound interest in the undead and the upcoming arrival, I thought you might like this. Most certainly not too feminine or masculine. Hopefully, it isn't too 'frightening' for a baby. I'm really not one to judge, I suppose. I know very little about children. If anything, it might be an interesting gift to give the child later.