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[optimystic]

Hey guys. Did you know? Paradisa's moon is actually blue... you think I would have noticed that, but I guess I just either forgot, or I just stopped looking at the moon seriously. It's actually really pretty, but if you think about it... why is it blue? Is the moon itself blue, or is it caused by some weird reflection coming off of the earth.

Oh, that reminds me, I can't remember... is the sky blue because it's reflecting off the blue of the ocean, or is the ocean blue because it's reflecting the blue of the sky? I know it's one of the two, but I can't remember which. I was thinking about it while I was watching the sky earlier, and it was really bugging me. So if anyone can help me with that, that would be great.

[but Maya, why have you been sitting here and staring at the sky all day? Well, all of the wishes that she's accumulated over the last three years have caught up with her, and she's been stuck on the roof for pretty much the whole day. Over the course of the day she's slowly inched her way over to her journal, so that's a step in the right direction. But, of course, Maya being Maya, it's not like she's going to admit that her energy is all sapped, so you get to listen to her inane ramblings :) Congratulations]

Another thing, where do constellations come from? People just made them up in older times by looking for shapes in the stars, right? So... doesn't that mean that anyone could make up a constellation? If that's the case, I know what's going to be my next project.

[ooc: feel free to respond either over the journal or in person... if you're hanging out on the roof]

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh, you know. Sitting in my room in the darkness. Regretting my poor life choices. Same old, same old.

[optimystic]

Doesn't that get boring?

[whichwayyoulean]

Sometimes, but I have a journal full of idiots and crazy people to listen in on. It's like having the best and yet most disturbing radio station ever.

[optimystic]

[to be honest, that sounds even more lonely. listening to tons of people having fun, and knowing you're stuck in your room for all of it]

I guess that's one way of looking at it.

[whichwayyoulean]

[And lo, she stumbles on his fountain of self denial]

It's the sane way of looking at it, anyway.

[optimystic]

And it never makes you want to go outside and be part of all the craziness?

[whichwayyoulean]

Uh, no. Who'd voluntarily be part of that insanity?

[optimystic]

Because it's kind of fun! Like being in a weird cartoon.

[whichwayyoulean]

And you're the punchline at the end, getting hit with a falling anvil.

[optimystic]

Still! At least it's an adventure, right? It sounds better than doing nothing at all.

[whichwayyoulean]

...Not all adventures have good endings, though.

[optimystic]

That's like saying you should never eat food because it might be poisoned.

[whichwayyoulean]

Not exactly. I can still eat and stay out of trouble.

[optimystic]

I wasn't being literal, that was an example! The point is, if you spend your whole time worrying that things will turn out badly, you'll miss out on the good stuff.

[whichwayyoulean]

I'm good with missing out on the good stuff. I've had more than enough bad stuff happen already.

[optimystic]

[:( ding ding, that sounds like the required tragic past that guarantees admission into Paradisa]

But then wouldn't you want to experience good things? If your life is just full of all that bad, that just sounds lonely.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Pretty much!]

I deserve to be lonely.

[optimystic]

... No one deserves to be lonely forever. Then you just stew it your loneliness and everything gets worse.

[whichwayyoulean]

Oh no. Trust me, it can't get any worse. I hit rock bottom and found the various levels of gross badness beneath it.

[optimystic]

And your plan to make things better is to be alone all by yourself for forever? [he's being defensive instead of sad and mopey. so now she's allowed to point out that she thinks that's a dumb plan]

[whichwayyoulean]

I can't make anything better. Not on my own, and no one cares enough to help, so yeah. That's my plan.

[optimystic]

You don't know that.

[whichwayyoulean]

Uh, yeah, I do. I'm not just guessing. I know if as a fact.

[optimystic]

Well have you talked to everyone? How can you know that no one cares? Maybe care and you don't know it... Heck, maybe they don't even know they care!

All I'm saying... staying by yourself sounds like it's not going to fix anything.

[whichwayyoulean]

...If they don't know they care how will they- UGH. Look, you're missing the point. People don't care because they've been conditioned not to care. So long as they get their latest must-have item, they're content.

It will. It'll stop me from being near them. [ Corrupting them. Again]