I hate having to make decisions. It was my decision that brought Sestian, Soren and myself down here. What was I thinking?
I was thinking of Master Artia. And maybe a little bit of Dru.
I am so drunk right now. Dru was right. There is a strange sort of solace in finding the bottom of a bottle. I hate the fact that I can't seem to talk and movement is awkward but it is kind of nice not to care so much.
Dru tastes much better than Nef. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... ha. ...
I'm going to go crazy here. I can feel it. Maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe I can finally stop caring.