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Entry Nine

I was up at dawn this morning. Instead of going to the gardens, I meditated for a little while in my living room before having breakfast. I felt nice and refreshed and much more prepared for my day afterwards.

My first priority of the morning was going to the Supply level of the Temple to get new clothes, all my tunics being ruined in laundry. Master Grinn is in charge of the cloaks and robes at the Temple. I vividly remember my first time going to see him as a padawan, as he tried to convince my master that black was not the best color for his "ghastly complexion." The memory of this conversation still brings a smile to my face.

I've visited Grinn several times of course, growing up over the years, but this is the first time I've had to request new clothes for myself since becoming a knight.

Our conversation went something like this:

Grinn: "Qui-Gon, wonderful to see you, I was all of a dither when I heard that you had been knighted! "

Myself: "Thank you, Master Grinn."

Grinn: "How fast you've grown up! And now here you are coming to see me for the first time as a Knight! What can I do for you?"

Myself: "Well, there was an accident in laundry and I need new clothes."

Grinn: "Of course, well I do hope you'll take my fashion advice better than that master of yours. I still think a dark blue would emphasize your eyes, and green would look nice on you with your skin tones."

Myself: "I'd be very pleased with whatever is available besides light pink."

Grinn: "Light pink? I assume that's the accident in laundry?" He pointed at my tunic.

Myself: "Yes, Master."

Grinn: "What color preference would you like for your cloaks and tunics?"

Myself: "I think I would like something a little different. Something that would not get ruined in laundry as easily, but still have conservative look and taste."

Grinn: "Then will the colors I suggested suffice?"

Myself: "Yes, Master Grinn, I'm sure those will be fine."

Grinn: "Excellent. At least your master's poor taste in fashion has not rubbed off on you. You should thank the Force for that dear boy, thank the Force! Now here are the tunics you need, dark blue, a light blue, a sage green, and some traditional off white, for those traditional occasions."

Grinn is a unique personality in the Temple. He's just so…himself. I can't think of the right adjective to describe him. There should be more Jedi like him though.

Since I had gotten up so early, I still had time to be early for my class. As I went through warm up exercises, Obi-Wan arrived earlier than the rest of the class. He apologized to me for causing trouble in my class. He hadn't meant to get upset.

I asked if the apology had been his idea or the crèche Masters. Evidently it was his own decision and the Masters had agreed to let him come a little early to give his apology in person.

I think it speaks very well of his character that he's willing to admit that he was wrong and say he was sorry. I know that sorry does not always help things, but showing remorse for one's actions I think is very much a needed trait that does not get practiced enough.

When I put my hand on his shoulder assuring him I forgave him, I felt a tug from the Force. It felt so right, to have my hand there.

I'm not sure what it means.

I must ponder it in my meditation.