Moving On

Day 1

Today really isn’t Day one. It happened about a week ago; though I embarrassingly admit, I already am having a hard time keeping up with the dates without being able to just turn my phone over and check. Thus, I have decided to just log my days as they come with this journal. So much has happened and I want to write so much but I am finding it quite hard to do so without being able to just turn my music on and let the words pour out of me. For now they feel stuck, we all feel stuck.

Day 2

This is my attempt to write.

Day 12

Things are getting better these days. People seem to be settling down. In the first week there were so many riots and such in the city that one could see the glow of pyres for miles at night. Speaking of, now that there is no light during the evenings, the stars are amazing. They are so bright and bountiful, I never realized just how many there seemed to be.

Day 15

We started a group. I am not quite sure who started it but so far we are about 7. We hope to meet a few more in the coming days. Finding a settlement also has posed some trouble. At first we all stayed in our houses but the houses started to feel so far away without our old quick ways of communication. Sending letters though has a cute nostalgia to it.

February 21

Today I met a Geologist who took a careful record of the days on his calendar. He told me the date was February 21st and I am very much inclined to believe him. He offered his house for all of us to stay in. A stately manor I call a mansion. My friend Jonsey tells me I am over qualifying the size and state of the house but I still say it is a mansion.

February 27, 1AE

The sky is so beautiful, just like Abby. She joined our clan here a few days ago. Her eyes shine so bright... I could write so many things about her but I will save it. Tonight I invited her to have her dinner with me on top of the balcony of the Doctor’s house. Wish me luck.

March 15

We found an abandoned apartment building which will easily house all 32 of us. It’s hard to believe we are this many now. There are terrace gardens which will hopefully turn into some sort of farming for us. Food has been our biggest problem though not that great of one. Just as the world seems to be these days, everything here is peaceful. (BTW dinner went great!)

August 5, 2AE

It has been a year and a half. I thought I lost this journal. I think I had tried to hide it so well from others that it also deceived me. The world is green again. No one ever came for us, meaning government and such but it's nice here. Our chief Dr. Klansky is nice in all honesty. Though a little cold, he is smart and careful in his decisions. We have grown enough food not only to sustain but also to trade with surrounding clans. Which by the way, have been peaceful in relations. Abby is part of the peace committee, her degree in public relations seems to somehow still be put into good work these days. Though I would say it is her confidence that mostly helps during negotiations. I, meanwhile, teach the school children. During evenings we meet up again and read under candle light in our apartment. The candles flicker at night still gets me and I can’t help but feel a sort of romance to it all these days. We barely even think of the world before anymore… maybe that's why I forgot about this journal. Life is moving on.