Strange Days

originally posted December 19, 2006

The month of Se'Var has arrived. It started without notice, without ceremony. Why the tenth month should be a busy one, I haven't a clue - but it seems to be. People hustling and bustling about, an influx of foreigners in the city and a general lessening of propriety amongst fellow citizens and strangers alike are a few things I have noticed. There are times possessing even a limited grasp of the very periphery of The Second Knowledge seems more a burden than a blessing. Those wide-eyed moments before dusty scrolls and the late night interrogations of an auburn-maned barbarian girl seem like a fool's chase to me now and again. Times like these cause me to believe it more and more. I wonder what the Agents of Acquisition are thinking or, more to the point, what their employers are on about. Adequate words fail me, so I will simply concede that I am at a loss. I do not like that I seem to have become a recluse of late, but there is no denying it. I use the Theater and the production of the upcoming play as an excuse, but I know that I am deluding myself. Perhaps this last time I was simply on the road too long. Was life at home always this busy, this dramatic? The people are restless.

I am becoming restless.