It's another sunny day. I don't know why I stayed up so late. There's no one to talk to right now.
Sometimes I think about the sun. The sun is what keeps us all alive. It feeds us, warms us, and makes the moon shine at night. And when the moon is full, I can see her flying by her island.
I know she has her own things to do, but I wish she could visit. I'll start a journal for now.
It's another sunny day. To be more specific, it's already noon, and I don't know why I'm still awake. Maybe I think that something will actually happen.
So many years of living on this island. Sometimes I almost forget what keeps me here. Arceus may be resting in the Hall of Origin, but that doesn't mean I'm not being watched, so I have to stay vigilant.
I committed myself to this journal to ease the boredom, so I suppose I should write something about what happened today before I sign off for the day. My berry plants have been growing nicely, so my plans may just pan out!
Today, I slept through the whole day. The last time I did that was about a month ago.
I looked at the water for a few hours. If you look for a long time, you can see the Milky Way. I could just look up, but I want to find new ways to look at old things. It's always the same old things.
If she comes over, I'll try to show her.
I woke up halfway through the night today. I should make a note to myself not to stay up so late again tonight. Next thing you know, I'll start waking up in the morning!
My poor Leppa Berries have dried up and gone to meet the Maker. I can't believe I let that happen; what else do I have on my plate besides this? The Bluk Berry plants are fine, however. Perhaps a bit too fine. It couldn't be...?
Haha, is this how bored I've become? Writing little murder mysteries for the plants...not that that's out of the question; I'm still somewhat embarrassed about that time so long ago when I scared a Tropius by trying to pick its fruits while I thought it was a tree.
This morning, a Wingull flew by. When it saw me, it flew the other way. I guess they still remember.
It's going to be the full moon soon. I think I should tidy up, just in case. The wind was very bad, and a lot of branches fell. I think I will go to sleep first, though.
Tonight I found a new sprout in the place of my poor Leppa berry! I'll be sure to take better care of this one.
I also found a bottle that washed up on shore. When I uncorked it, though, all I found was a wrapper for a bag of chips...oh well. It's still nice to receive a reminder of other life.
Speaking of other life, I haven't checked in on them for a while. Sometimes, when the weather gets bad, I worry about whether they're all right or not, but when I go over, they're always doing something harmlessly stupid like stacking rocks or something else. I don't know why I bother sometimes, but I suppose it's the right thing to do.
I'm still going to wait until the full moon comes around, though. It's tiring, doing nothing all the time.
Today I made a pile out of some branches. I mulched them with some Cuts, but I don't know what to do with the mulch now. The trees don't need it. If she visits, I'll ask her if she does. I hope she visits.
I also made a pile of rocks. This time the pile is very tall. I hope it stays up. I hope she likes it.
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I didn't see her, even though it's the full moon. It's almost morning.
Where is she now? What is she doing? I wanted to talk to her.
Does she still hate me? Is she okay?
I couldn't even leave the alcove today.
The Bluk Berries have taken over the plot. The little Leppa sprout has vanished beneath their vines. I already wasn't feeling well yesterday after finding a dead Tentacool washed up on the shore that looked like...it reminded me of
This happens sometimes, I suppose. Every couple of years or so, there'll come a full moon that doesn't lift my spirits at all. Right now, I just want to sink into my pond and die. Just likenononoNXOONONOXXX
I'm never going to leave this island, am I? I'm going to be trapped here forever, alone except for some litter and a shadow of a Pokemon that stacks rocks and stares into the ocean...
No. I should go to sleep. This isn't a healthy way of thinking. Perhaps tomorrow I'll try and find the Leppa Berry. Perhaps I'll bury myself in its place.