Couldn’t sleep last night. Slept most of the day away except it wasn’t exactly peaceful.
In my dreams, my mom had the baby - my baby sister.
My sister, my responsibility. Screwed that one up. Dream me got my sister thrown into lock up. It was such a stupid idea. Good intention but plan backfired and I couldn’t control the situation like I thought I could. No real surprise there. And my dream mom got floated because of it. They killed her because of me. Dream me just makes a mess of things.
I got on the drop ship because someone offered me a spot in exchange for assassinating the Chancellor. I didn’t kill him though. I guess the silver lining is I’m not a murder.
Everything I did since getting to the ground was because of that. Because I didn’t want anyone from the Ark coming down. And again made a mess of things. It’s becoming quite the pattern. 300 people died because the Ark couldn’t contact the ground.
Octavia wasn’t wrong. Everything that’s gone wrong has been because of dream me’s choices.
We’ve only been on the ground ten days.
Ten days.
So not sleeping doesn’t keep dreams away. In fact I think I had
more. I mean you think these people would have sent down a few adults. You send down 100 delinquents, some murderers, and
one guard? That turned out to be a fake guard. I’m thinking this wasn’t well thought out if the people on the drop ship were supposed to make sure the rest of the people on the Ark could follow.