Hazy.
Someone was talking to me, but I think I was too far gone to talk back. I closed my eyes once more, drifting into the land of unconsciousness. The only thought remained was the sense of comfort. I beamed.
9:15 am
I turned to my side, content. There's no work for me today. Luna Eva linked me earlier, and told me to sleep a bit more because she already took care of today's work. I could still hear Mia cheering in the background.
Why is it when you want a day off, planning things you wanted to do ahead when it happens, and end up for naught at all? Like I always wanted to roam the pack territory. Now, here I am, lazing on my bed in the fine morning, lacking the will. Sigh.
Anyway, what happened last night? I was sure I made a trip down Solace yesterday. How did I end up in my bed? Sure as hell did not drink a glass of alcohol, at all.
