I have lost count of the many petty crises that I was helpless to resolve, and of the people whose actions I could not understand. There were others, of course. Good people. People with whom I felt a kinship...whose lives I could not save. I found myself asking what it was all for. Why try if I was doomed to fail in the end? Then I recall what my grandfather once said to my father... "To ignore the plight of those one might conceivably save is not wisdom--it is indolence. We must protect that which we hold most dear in the manner of our own choosing." We have to try, do we not?
Honestly, working two jobs has made writing impossible. I have no inspiration at all. Sorry to let everyone down but I think it best that I retire from writing with partners and just write stories like I did before roleplaying.
βAlisaie, Alphinaud! Leon brought a lot of food and I canβt eat it myselfβoh.β The blonde blinked when she saw a similar basket between them. βWell... I have more to share if you want some. If not I can just go bother Vanitas or Roxas.β
Tidus gave a sigh as he he was sitting on the ground with his head resting in his hands. There was a frown on his face. What was suppose to be turnips, never grew for the fact he had no idea what he was doing aside from drowning them in water. When he saw someone approaching Tidus nearly huffed. "Look I never grew anything alright?" He whined in frustration. { I believe I have not played with you yet. So hellos~ }
"What are you talking about?" She'd approached him for a reason other than the silly plants. Though one look told her that the plants were very much dead. She gave them a cringe then looked back to him. "I'm not a gardener myself, but my brother - ever the well of useless knowledge - would doubtless have a solution for this problem. But, I should introduce myself first." She offered her name with a smile, then was quick to business. "I heard you are a good swimmer, is this true?"
With no idea what else to do with the large amount of food, Alisaie chose simply to share it with her brother. They decided quickly that they should return such kindness, but to return it with food of their own seemed a little silly. Many ideas later...
Since Leon isn't the best with gardening he would do his own part in helping out. He left a basket filled with assorted baked goods, breads, buns sweet treats as well. Who knew the lion could bake. (c!k family)
She tilted her head at the random act of kindness. For what purpose was this here? She sure hoped he didn't want something in return, for she wasn't quite equipped to return such kindness. "Thank you, though, this is much for me to eat alone. Should I share it with someone?"
That feeling when you start crushing on someone so hard that you don't know what to do with yourself. When they can't leave your mind. When you can't sleep because you can't stop smiling.
But also, when you're too scared to move forward because you're afraid the joy will shatter.
After reinstalling the app. Logging in and out 3 times. Clearing my cache. And checking my e-mail, I still had no answers as to why my Tumblr wasn't working. Finally, I found a moment to log in from a desktop computer. What I got was an error message saying my account was deemed unsafe and they had forced me to change my password. What if I was truly mobile only? Why wasn't I notified via e-mail??? The world may never know.