I’m preparing to move to my new quarters, and packing proved that I must actively cut down on my possessions in the next 2 weeks.
2 weeks… is that really it? After everything, I’m now stepping out of my shadow. I don’t have the strength to have done this alone anymore… but then again, I don’t need to anymore.
I want to eat? No, not exactly, I want to pretend. But do I want to eat? I’m not sure but apples are what a shinigami likes.
Solosopher & Solosophy 