Living Amid the Myths

This has been a very strange week. Lots of good things and not so good things. I've been so happy I danced with joy and so panicked that I hid for hours in a - I don't know what the place is called - before I could crawl out from under the thing and go home.

And I haven't been cursed, which is even stranger. Not that I think that will last for long.

I kind of wished I could have seen how things would have been different if something had changed in my life. But maybe I'm better off not knowing.

Mat? I'm not sure if I'll make it home tonight. I'm up on the roof of the Library and it's just so beautiful I might stay.

Tony? Thank you for bringing me to the carnival!

Thomas? I'm still sorry. And I miss talking to you.

Abby? Do you want to come have a picnic with me in the woods sometime?

Anyone who's reading? The stars are so beautiful tonight. You should go out and sit and watch them for a while. They'll make you feel better!

I didn't eat any of those candy hearts yesterday and after seeing what happened on the Network I'm glad. I wouldn't really want to accidentally find out people's secrets. If they want me to know, that's fine, but not that way.

I do wonder now, though, if anyone got a secret about me. I don't think I really have many. There isn't much really only one thing that I wouldn't tell people if they asked me.

Tony? How are you? I've been thinking about you and hoping you're doing all right.

Mat? I have kind of a silly question for you later if you're around.

Oooh! And I'll be 23 soon. Doesn't that sound like a really nice number?