Am I being naïve?  Have I lost my touch?  I think I've gotten myself into something, and I'm afraid to move.  Do I pull out or don't I?  Here, I'll explain, I guess I'm not making much sense right now…

Earlier today I thought I saw Yuffie at the IBS, but it wasn't her.  It was some other girl, with really creepy contacts that made her look like a cat.  I got such a scare when I saw her face…she was so pale!  I apologized and left, but the girl had a friend with her, who I met later while browsing some stores.

She said her name was Beatrix and that the person I confused with Yuffie was her friend Sumi.  Sumi and Yuffie supposedly know each other, so when she saw me, she froze.  According to Beatrix, Sumi had been in contact with Yuffie while she disappeared, but when she didn't hear from her again, she got scared and came to the last place she knew Yuffie had been.

Here.

Maybe I'm getting my hopes up for no reason.  This Sumi person doesn't even know where Yuffie is…but then again, who am I to say these people are trustworthy to begin with?  They could be crazed maniacs trying to kill me for all I know.  I could be getting lead into a trap.

Maybe I'm just being idealistic.  I WANT to believe everything that Beatrix told me, and I WANT to believe that I'll get something out of it.  After the unexciting slump my life has taken, I don't see myself doing anything else worth my time really.

…You know…I think that's what I'm going to do now.

I'm not going to live in Icicle Inn.

I'm going to find Yuffie and Vincent.

Because…just because they deserved to be found.

Tomorrow I go to Galliphiger Avenue, the Moore hotel, second floor, to room fourteen to meet the person who could possibly hold the answers I need to find Yuffie again.  Beatrix said any time would be fine for me to meet them…Maybe I'll go in the afternoon, or in the evening.  I don't want to go too early, for fear I'll wake them. (The two girls both looked young, I have no idea how late they sleep in, assuming they do) I suppose I'll just know when the time is right.

P.S.  I have to start remembering to leave the window open for Spider.  (The cat from before) I'm not really sure I can say I 'own' her now.  Somehow, I don't think Spider is someone to be owned.

…Oh there I go.  Sometimes I get confused whether or not I should call Spider 'her' or 'it'.  She's just so…human.  I can't explain it really.  I guess that's why I end up talking to her like she's a person without meaning to.  Oh, I hope I'm not going crazy…