I dream about falling a lot. I don't know why—I never used to dream. When I was a kid, it used to freak me out, used to freak everybody out, actually. I saw a counselor for it once or twice, but there wasn't anything wrong with me. I just don't dream.

Then Sora and Riku left the islands and I started to dream, a lot, about falling. Never the same dream, never the same fall. But always, always falling. I wake up before I hit the ground, but lately, I've been wondering what would happen if I hit.

I'm a pretty superstitious person, always have been. Knowing what Sora and Riku do with their lives doesn't help that; sometimes it seems like there really are ungovernable powers that are just an intrinsic part of our world and that we can't do anything to stop or change. Not that Sora doesn't try to prove that wrong every day.

I remember, I really used to love him. Something about him is just…magnetic. He draws people to him. I met him when we were just kids but even then it was like, everyone seemed to know that he was…I don't know, important, somehow. And then, wouldn't you know it, he was.

Riku, too, obviously. Not Kairi, though. Not especially unfortunately, I wouldn't say I'm jealous of all that they've been through. But I do miss them. I would have gone with them in a heartbeat. I'm strong. As strong as they are. Or at least, I could have been if anyone in the world would have trained me.

Anyway, the dreams. They start out the same, usually. I'm on the beach where I grew up. Well, not where I grew up, grew up, but Destiny Islands. I'm wandering along, looking for something I can't quite put my finger on it. All I know is that when I find it, I'll be free. Free from the dreams, maybe? I'm not sure. But damn it, do I look for whatever it is.

The feeling of being watched always hits me right then. Then I blank out and wake up somewhere high up. Sometimes it's up in a tree, sometimes it's on top of a building, and a lot of times it's on a clock tower. It's been a lot of different places, though.

So I stand or sit wherever up high I am, and I look down at the ground. Usually I think, hey, this isn't too far of a jump, maybe I could make it down. Sometimes I just wonder what it would be like to jump. Sometimes it's an honest to god accident, but usually not. But it always ends with me falling. Or jumping.

Now, I live in a ninth floor apartment, so the dreams aren't the most welcome. Granted, I'd never jump, I don't think. But I have a roommate. She'd never let me do something dumb like that. We grew up together, too. But the dreams still freak me out, and I've been reading a lot about dreams, premonitions, and things like that. I think I might know some way to get them to stop.

I think going to the island is maybe the only way to stop it, going to where the dream starts. Maybe if I can go through the dream to the extent I can remember it, I can like, fulfill whatever my subconscious or the universe or whatever wants me to. Selphie is supposed to come with me, although she's kind of a flake. Wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if I went alone. I haven't been back to the island since I was, what, 14? Six years ago. I've lived a ferry ride away, maybe a half hour and 15 munny, and I haven't been back.

I feel guilty about it sometimes.

It's not like I haven't had other obligations though, I'm a student. I can't just take the day of class to, what? Go stomp around the beach I used to play on what I was a kid, just because of a dream I've had? That wouldn't fly with my professors.

So, whatever. I'll go this weekend. Make a day of it. Won't get my hopes up. There's no way Sora could be there. He'd find me if he was home.