Cirque Nocturne: Messages

If I eat any more fish and chips, I won't be able to fit into my dress. I can't help myself, they're just so good. Pfft. Probably means I'll have to take up some kind of exercise again. Boo hiss. I miss my growth spurt (what there was of it, anyway). I had a super metabolism, I could eat whatever I wanted. Apparently that doesn't happen when you're 26. Sigh.

It's strange to be back in the place that I was born, both as a human and an immortal, after such a long time away. Things are so different but some remain the same. Strange how that is. It's fun to lurk around old haunts and remember the past.

Like how the last time I was in town, I almost - almost - experienced a quick drop and a sudden stop. Ah, memories.

This time around, I don't plan on getting trapped and tied up. At least, not until showtime.