Strangely enough, do you know what my first rational though was when I stepped off that shuttle, either to face my past, or forever regret it; I really had to go, number one.
Yeah, maybe I'm about as in depth as a puddle, but you know, human necessity. So, while various supervisors are rapidly directing me where it is to go-where I'm to find the subject's [yes, they actually referred to Heero as 'the subject'] living quarters, as they hastily push an envelope into my hands supposedly containing directions to my apartment, and making doubly sure to inform me of the handsome sum enclosed to get me started. [Or so they said] Okay, so I wasn't really paying attention, my baggage is being strapped to me as I'm escorted to a rented vehicle and I'm still figuring out where the hell I can take a piss. [Forgive my crudeness; I'm in a somewhat irritable mood right now.]
//
And, granted I'm still recovering from jet lag, I managed to make it to my new place in one piece, only to discover I don't exactly have, as they would say, deluxe accommodations. But then again, was I ever accustomed to living in the lap of luxury? I think not. Yet almost instantaneously, I focused on getting myself settled in. It's not much as I said, but it'll do. The few suitcases I had with me I flung on the mattress in the bedroom, as well pushing a few boxes into the corner, which contains either books, or my stereo. I'll solve that puzzle later.
For the fridge, I unhappily found it to be bare, and that brings about more difficulties, since I probably don't need to tell you I'm not exactly adapt at cooking. So, ignoring the mild gnaws of hunger, I sat down, and pulling the first battered cardboard box to me, began to unpack the various relics in my life, which had survived the move.
Stripping back the tape, I discovered another box containing various books and other such oddments. Reaching through the heap, I withdrew an older one. An old, leather bound bible, worn with age. Yet oddly enough, it brought a faint smile to my face. I'm not really sure where I stand now in terms of my faith, though I do know the reason why this battered old book has sustained, which is simple-it was a gift, a, gift from very long ago. Though, I really don't want to think of that right now. And I guess I vaguely remember the book sliding from my hands, when drowsiness finally took over.
//
I awoke abruptly, with little awareness of how long it is that I had slept. Daylight had faded from the sky, and a few sallow beams of moonlight were poking in through the blinds. Outside, I heard the dull drone of passing cars, and it took me a moment to realize where I was. As the realization dawned upon me, I gave a soft chuckle. I had fallen asleep upon my living room floor. The image seemed humorous at the time. Envisioning my inert frame collapsed amid a menagerie of books in the middle of the room. I sighed then, but it wasn't out of sadness, it was more, surrendering. It had felt good to laugh.
Gathering my strength and wits about me, I realized I was now nearly famished with hunger. So, standing on wobbly legs, and of course, making sure I had my wallet on me, I headed for the door, hoping it wouldn't take me long to find some establishment where I could ease the problem.
//
And upon my return, [happy to have found a quaint Chinese restaurant not far from my dwellings] I realized I most nearly got lost. So at the corner store I had purchased a map, perhaps that would also aid me in my quest to seek out Heero. That is, if I ever muster the courage. So here I am again, now at my new desk, full and somewhat satisfied, yet my apprehensions always resurface. I had contented myself to filling my tiny apartment with the sounds of music, as I most often do. Perhaps tonight, to drown out the noise in my head. Words without meanings, maybe, to counter the doubts in my head. I am reminded of my error; I should have already located Heero today, as I was instructed to do; in fact, Une had stressed that it was imperative, I must seek out Heero Yui immediately and begin first hand observation before making actual contact; and that too was imperative, as she had said. But to put it simply, I couldn't bring myself to do it just yet. I mentally scold myself for my cowardice, but to be quite frank, I'm not going to focus on all this right now. I'm vaguely aware that there is still some chicken chow mien in the kitchen, and as for tonight, that, and my music, is my distraction.
10:29 p.m.
Yeah, maybe I'm about as in depth as a puddle, but you know, human necessity. So, while various supervisors are rapidly directing me where it is to go-where I'm to find the subject's [yes, they actually referred to Heero as 'the subject'] living quarters, as they hastily push an envelope into my hands supposedly containing directions to my apartment, and making doubly sure to inform me of the handsome sum enclosed to get me started. [Or so they said] Okay, so I wasn't really paying attention, my baggage is being strapped to me as I'm escorted to a rented vehicle and I'm still figuring out where the hell I can take a piss. [Forgive my crudeness; I'm in a somewhat irritable mood right now.]
//
And, granted I'm still recovering from jet lag, I managed to make it to my new place in one piece, only to discover I don't exactly have, as they would say, deluxe accommodations. But then again, was I ever accustomed to living in the lap of luxury? I think not. Yet almost instantaneously, I focused on getting myself settled in. It's not much as I said, but it'll do. The few suitcases I had with me I flung on the mattress in the bedroom, as well pushing a few boxes into the corner, which contains either books, or my stereo. I'll solve that puzzle later.
For the fridge, I unhappily found it to be bare, and that brings about more difficulties, since I probably don't need to tell you I'm not exactly adapt at cooking. So, ignoring the mild gnaws of hunger, I sat down, and pulling the first battered cardboard box to me, began to unpack the various relics in my life, which had survived the move.
Stripping back the tape, I discovered another box containing various books and other such oddments. Reaching through the heap, I withdrew an older one. An old, leather bound bible, worn with age. Yet oddly enough, it brought a faint smile to my face. I'm not really sure where I stand now in terms of my faith, though I do know the reason why this battered old book has sustained, which is simple-it was a gift, a, gift from very long ago. Though, I really don't want to think of that right now. And I guess I vaguely remember the book sliding from my hands, when drowsiness finally took over.
//
I awoke abruptly, with little awareness of how long it is that I had slept. Daylight had faded from the sky, and a few sallow beams of moonlight were poking in through the blinds. Outside, I heard the dull drone of passing cars, and it took me a moment to realize where I was. As the realization dawned upon me, I gave a soft chuckle. I had fallen asleep upon my living room floor. The image seemed humorous at the time. Envisioning my inert frame collapsed amid a menagerie of books in the middle of the room. I sighed then, but it wasn't out of sadness, it was more, surrendering. It had felt good to laugh.
Gathering my strength and wits about me, I realized I was now nearly famished with hunger. So, standing on wobbly legs, and of course, making sure I had my wallet on me, I headed for the door, hoping it wouldn't take me long to find some establishment where I could ease the problem.
//
And upon my return, [happy to have found a quaint Chinese restaurant not far from my dwellings] I realized I most nearly got lost. So at the corner store I had purchased a map, perhaps that would also aid me in my quest to seek out Heero. That is, if I ever muster the courage. So here I am again, now at my new desk, full and somewhat satisfied, yet my apprehensions always resurface. I had contented myself to filling my tiny apartment with the sounds of music, as I most often do. Perhaps tonight, to drown out the noise in my head. Words without meanings, maybe, to counter the doubts in my head. I am reminded of my error; I should have already located Heero today, as I was instructed to do; in fact, Une had stressed that it was imperative, I must seek out Heero Yui immediately and begin first hand observation before making actual contact; and that too was imperative, as she had said. But to put it simply, I couldn't bring myself to do it just yet. I mentally scold myself for my cowardice, but to be quite frank, I'm not going to focus on all this right now. I'm vaguely aware that there is still some chicken chow mien in the kitchen, and as for tonight, that, and my music, is my distraction.
10:29 p.m.