SO EXCITED!

I could hardly wait to get home to rummage around and find this diary so i could write this. I was at the dump today and i heard such a heartbreaking whine. A young troit was caught in some kind of plastic waste. I cut her free and brought her back with me. She has hardly left my lap. I don't know what the poor thing has been through but its very clear something has happened. She's very skittish and very skinny. KokoButter and Fruity seem to like her. The rest of my pets are out running the town. Who knows when they will stop by and meet their new sister. Anyways as far as myself, i think i am doing quite better. Especially being this young troit's hero today. Well im off to fatten this little babe up.

Hello Dairy... we meet again.

I figure i should pick up this old journal and start filling the pages. I just feel myself sinking again. Into that pit. You know the one. The pit where you are consumed by depths of hell created by your own mind. Well at least i hope you are familiar with that feeling or place. I don't wanna be the only experiencing it. I guess this is the part where im suppose to go around mara looking for a good therapist. I can't bring myself to get a therapist. Halfway because i feel like if i convince myself i am fine i will be fine. And the other half because i don't really wanna be on paper as a crazy person. Mara is small place. I know all these folk talk. I feel as though there is a conspiracy here. I can't really put my finger on it. I don't feel as im a threat to it either. Yet.... Living in Dukka Caves has brought this conspiracy thing to my attention. I've lived all throughout mara. In the hills when i dated that freaking loser. In vortex park when i went through that skater phase, gosh i was such a poser. No wonder i got problems. I still have a small treehouse in Foxfire forest. Morganic my little gold fish is holding down the fort. My mom lives on Minipet island so i am always over there. Anyways the point is out of everywhere i have lived i have never seen so many public figures in one place. I mean I see Thomas the guy who thinks he is Satan himself nearly every day. I see all the fairies regularly. I know people will write it off as they are just exchanging currency but it is far deeper than that. Even though i have no supporting evidence of that. Thomas really sticks out to me though. You know who he is buddy buddy with? You'll never believe it if i tell you. I need to go feed the pets. Plus i don't even think its healthy to entertain my brain at this point. I'll pick back up later. Or maybe my journal will rot in this cave with my existence. Laterrrr.