"dear diary,
i've seen my incarnation serval going to this new place quite a lot lately. it's called the bowl of fish. she seems to enjoy the company of the other incarnation girls she meets there. it's probably a better haunt than the dance and strip club where she used to hang before. not that the bowl set is very prudish. on the contrary. but there's an easy-going and good-humoured atmosphere, and they don't undress for tips, but for fun.
(i don't think headmaster or most of those staying in the station would get that part. about undressing for fun. headmaster probably never undresses, but wears his coat and drover hat day and night, even in the shower, and even when, which i can't and won't picture him doing. he took his boots off once, but quickly put them back on again when realizing he had been seen.)
i've also seen serval going to the bowl of fish not to dance with the others, but to hang with just one of them. this girl and serval have spent a lot of time together, and i can't but recall what i asked myself some months ago, when she was seeing another girl: "does serval have secrets to me?" i won't ask that this time. maybe she has. maybe she hasn't. but i think that i did have. and i don't anymore, not after what happened next. during those days those months ago, serval told me not be scared. so i'm not scared now when seeing serval meeting fishie. nothing bad enough to be unbearable can come out of it. but maybe something much, much better can. that is what time will tell.
i don't really mind what the others that i know will think, should i find myself in the rush of blood and air again. i do care about cat, but he'll hardly raise hell, not after i found out why he brought the velcro gloves to work in the station. and the others... well, i'm about to move from this island soon, anyhow. the time has come, finally. i've decided to leave. i've found myself a new job, in a different place, and won't be teaching the little children in school sheep dancing anymore. yes, i've kept doing that, secretly. but now i won't anymore. headmaster was surprised to see my resignation, but soon lost interest after hearing that my new job won't involve and sheep at all, or any type of livestock. he called it a waste of youth, and then dismissed me.
whatever happens, there is much change ahead.
mia"
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There was no end to it. They kept trying to save me. They told me there is a First Life, and that there are humans, who decide everything that happens in and to the world.
What can we avatars do? Walk, fly, talk, and take on and off clothes. That's about it. If there were humans, and if the best thing a million of them could think of doing was watching us, how could you ever consider them superior? I didn't think they can do a thing. I didn't think they can see us. Or even exist.
So I had to pretend there was a human controlling me, too. Mia. Until I found out that she was me. Instead I met an angel. Who brings me to life.
Snapshotting
