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Here's a link for you, Kit. I'm not sure if you've been there before or not. Interesting Bebop gallery. Just thought I'd pass it along.

All's quiet. It's only me and David in the house. I can handle that.

Did Jasmine leave? Is she still here? I thought she was rather calm about the whole thing. I admire her that, because I think someone would have been stabbed by now if I'd been in her shoes.

I was freaked yesterday. My mother's bf was left here... and I was the only other person in the house... and nobody thought to tell me this. Nothing against the man, but I don't like the thought of being left alone with guys I'm not related to. Hell, there's quite a few I'm related to that I still don't want to be left alone with. And I don't like playing host, so I don't. Unfortunately, being on the second floor, the only means of escape in my room is the door leading in and out, and the window. I have pepperspray, but still, I'm just not crazy at having found myself in such a situation. I don't think I'm wrong in feeling this way, either.

My sleep has been so chaotic and heavy (when I do get to sleep) that if I have been dreaming, I certainly can't remember it. I still remember the dream that wasn't though. I say that because I don't know if I was asleep or awake, dreaming or feeling or just remembering.

But I'll always remember the sensation of wings curling around me... so... comfortable, and safe. Something I am hard pressed to feel these days.

I'm going to go back into my streaming conscious piece later on. I went back over my archives and found I missed doing that.

The sun's blinding me off my monitor screen. It's slightly windy, but mainly quiet. I can hear a car engine start somewhere in the distance.

I can live with this. I could... stay here in this moment, I think. Maybe.