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Apr. 15th, 2006
[Happenstance] Journal Entry
Apr. 15th, 2006 04:36 pmHappenstance sat on the railing, looking down over High Falls in the center of the city. A small leather journal rested on his knee, which he wrote in with a pen he had salvaged from somewhere.
Journal: Today
I think that its Thursday. Or Wensday. I'm not so good at remembering what day of the week it is - its not really important enough to make me remember. Days are days - why do people go around saying this day is Wensday, or this day is Thursday?
I went home. Dad yelled at me a lot, about why I wasn't "making something of myself". I think he wants me to go to college. I remeber wanting to go to college, before. After I signed the paper, though, it wasn't important enough - Fate said it wasn't my Destiny. I can't tell him that though - the curse would fall onto him. He wouldn't understand anyways.
Anyways, I'm going to go find another place to sleep tonight. Fate will help me find a place - he always does. It may be that the path under my feet leads to Molly's again. That's an awful long way away, though - and she'll ask me questions. She always asks me questions when I show up in the middle of the night. Most of them are questions I don't want to answer can't answer. I don't want her to get cursed!
I saw a lady today. She looked so sad, she was going around trash cans and getting bottles out of them. She was cold, and lonely, and not happy. I asked Fate to give her some luck. I think she got a winning lottery ticket - I hope that she uses it well. Sometimes when I try to do nice things for people, it doesn't work well - they squander what I gave them and it doesn't help. Sometimes I ask for too much, and I get hurt. I hate those times.
I.. wish I could remember what it was I was supposed to do. When I made the bargain, they said it was important - if I put my feet on the path of Fate, then I would find my destiny. I have - where is it? What is it?
The young man closes the book, sticks it into a pocket of his coat. And wanders off in a random direction.
Journal: Today
I think that its Thursday. Or Wensday. I'm not so good at remembering what day of the week it is - its not really important enough to make me remember. Days are days - why do people go around saying this day is Wensday, or this day is Thursday?
I went home. Dad yelled at me a lot, about why I wasn't "making something of myself". I think he wants me to go to college. I remeber wanting to go to college, before. After I signed the paper, though, it wasn't important enough - Fate said it wasn't my Destiny. I can't tell him that though - the curse would fall onto him. He wouldn't understand anyways.
Anyways, I'm going to go find another place to sleep tonight. Fate will help me find a place - he always does. It may be that the path under my feet leads to Molly's again. That's an awful long way away, though - and she'll ask me questions. She always asks me questions when I show up in the middle of the night. Most of them are questions I don't want to answer can't answer. I don't want her to get cursed!
I saw a lady today. She looked so sad, she was going around trash cans and getting bottles out of them. She was cold, and lonely, and not happy. I asked Fate to give her some luck. I think she got a winning lottery ticket - I hope that she uses it well. Sometimes when I try to do nice things for people, it doesn't work well - they squander what I gave them and it doesn't help. Sometimes I ask for too much, and I get hurt. I hate those times.
I.. wish I could remember what it was I was supposed to do. When I made the bargain, they said it was important - if I put my feet on the path of Fate, then I would find my destiny. I have - where is it? What is it?
The young man closes the book, sticks it into a pocket of his coat. And wanders off in a random direction.