It's a crystal clear night outside of Glorywest Grill here in Gloriville, with just a few clouds above. I look out one of the glass windows up in the attic in my human form. I open the window and take a good whiff of that fresh summer breeze. Yet, I can't seem to fall asleep. Looking at a waxing moon along with the dazzling stars that illuminate the dark sky, it's a lovely sight. But even so, I'm troubled by the fact that I remember a period of time when it was spring of 2020. Ugh, I'd trade those memories for the ones missing from my amnesia. Dammit, brain, give it a rest.
Back in Lapon, the flowers and weeds were blooming in the grass, the birds were chirping, and the sky was clear at times when it was sunny. Except, a lot of times, the weather was unpredictable, and it rained frequently during the weekends, soaking the neighborhoods wet. I still hate this year's spring. Sure, I spent a week having a hell of a time in France and England during Spring Break as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but on the other talon, that season sucked because of a pandemic that happened at the time. As you all know, it was the corona virus disease of 2019, or COVID-19 for short. I didn't care about it at all, assuming it wasn't nearly as threatening as influenza, but I'm guessing I was wrong because of how people reacted. Not to mention, the majority of the people out there were hoarding loads of toilet paper when they should've been hoarding food. To this day, I still can't grasp the idea of having to hoard that much paper because of some reason that I didn't know of. But, at least I cared about the well being of others, especially my parents and the relatives that I know pretty well from D.C., since they're old. With school closed and having to do all that social distancing bullshit, it was really frustrating whenever I'm talking to any of my friends. Let alone seeing them in person. When that happened, I've had to try my damnest to bottle my troubles up, and let them out when I'm all alone in my room. With the quarantine going on, my life has gotten depressingly quiet, but at least there's always something going on online.
Onto the bright side of that past, everyone I knew stayed healthy and alive. The skies were finally clearing in China. YouTubers online were uniting virtually to raise money in charity streams for stopping COVID-19. Artists including myself were working together to support each other during these hardships. And I continued my neverending quest to improve myself as an aspiring artist. Looking at the quarantine from that perspective, maybe it wasn't so bad. Plus, all of the schools were closed for the year, and semester exams and STAAR tests were canceled. How great is that? By learning online in some site called Edgenuity, I've had to do much less work, which did my academic burnout a hell of a favor. Though, my only reason for wanting to go back to school was to return these library books that I had, which are long overdue by now. Since I'm stuck in Tierra, I'll never return them, but I'm hoping someone did that for me during my absence in Texas. If I recall correctly, I believe they were volumes three and four of My Hero Academia and The Institute by Stephen King.
Looking at it that way, I guess I don't hate that spring as much as I initially did. Still, I'd like to clear my mind before going back to sleep. My wings and tail glitch into existence. I jump out the window and fly above the trees near the restaurant. Even if it's a lot of work flapping my wings, feeling the wind all over my body is refreshing and exhilarating. Invigorated by my flight, I go higher to the fluffy clouds, soaring through them without any direction. When I got above the clouds, I hover and look at the glowing moon. It's strange that despite the moon being there near Tierra, it doesn't seem to affect the gravitational pull of the two suns that the planet orbits around like it's not there at all. Considering I'm in an entirely different universe, I'm going to assume that's anime logic.
Looking at the time in my watch, I decide it's time to go back to the restaurant. I dive down, then I immediately unfold my wings, with small flames bursting out from them and the fur on my tail. I slow down and extinguish the flames as I'm flying towards the restaurant. I land on the ledge of the window and step into the attic. My wings and tail dematerialize upon landing. I close the window, and I quickly fall asleep on my mattress. All that flying takes a lot of energy.