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[17 Aug 2009|11:43pm] |
Sometimes, I wish I hadn't agreed to come to this world.
It's peaceful, which is the odd part. There's no more expeditions to strange and foreign parts of the globe, working with tribes to study the varying strands of the werewolf disease. No more prisons in Tijuana or Brazil. No more trying to decipher strange customs of cultures when I don't even understand the language, or a guide telling me "Just close your eyes and drink, and try not to think about what the bowl is made out of".
( ...it reared up on it's hind legs, it's tongue hanging from a gaping maw as I stood in horror... )
Funny or not, Xai still had nightmares for years afterward.
I also found the old newspaper clippings from my younger years.
"The Owl Heist - New Eco Terrorist Movement Strikes Again!" from 2016.
"The Kitten Caper; Controversial Kitten Mill Found in Flames." from 2025.
I'm a Healer, and a teacher. Every day, my job is to save someone's life, and yet I still feel like I'm busy looking for a cause, or a way to make it all really matter.
Or maybe I should sleep more. Snape is right. 40 hour days aren't really good for the body, no matter how necessary they may sometimes seem.
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