[ locked from Serah ] I can't sleep at night and when I do, I dream about strange places and my mother or people dying all around me--
Physical therapy. I thought I'd hate it but it's exactly what I needed. We work until I bleed and then we take a break, it's nice to have a therapist who pushes me that hard and isn't a pussy about it. At this rate I could have been back in the field by the summer, at least. All my friends are in the sandbox without me. They better not be getting themselves into trouble.
My sister's birthday is coming up. I think it's the first we've celebrated while I've actually been home. I don't know what to do about it. She seems a little old for slumber parties. Which is good, because I don't think I could handle a gaggle of girls in my house. Still... I should do something. We're a family again. I guess I'm open to ideas.