Dearest Diary,
I have been feeling rather ill for a little while now. Although I am still healthy enough to be able to get out of bed and walk around, I have been getting exhausted and drained rather quickly. Klonoa tells me that I should stay in bed and rest, but I feel bad for doing so. My dear boy has been cleaning and tidying up the house whilst I've been in bed, and every time I offer to try and help, he begins to get worried. I hate feeling so old and useless, even though the former is quite true. I am extremely old at this point and my body is quite frail. But that shouldn't be an excuse to be a lazy bum all the time. Even at the age that I am at, I still wish to support my grandson in any way I can.
It hasn't been all bad however. Klonoa has been keeping me company by sitting by my bed and telling me about all the adventures he's been on as a Dream Traveller. If only you knew how much I missed hearing about these stories. Not only are they fascinating to listen to, as it is rather interesting to learn about the many cultures and civilisations scattered across the galaxy, but it brings me back to when Novan and Lorna used to do the same thing. I've missed this a lot.
Hopefully I'll be feeling better soon, I can only stay bed-ridden for so long after all. That being said, I will most likely wait until I feel like myself again before writing any more entries. It's not like I'll have anything to write about whilst stuck in this bed, and I need to focus on resting just a wee bit longer.
Tomorrow is another day,
Elise