Doors

No Christmas music until Black Friday needs to be a federal law.

So I should apparently socialise more like the stupid psychologist actually knows anything and saying Hi to people I pass on the way in and out of my building doesn't count, or so I've been told.

I figure this is as good a way as any to do it since everybody that can read this must be as crazy as I am.

By some twist of fate, I find myself exactly where I want to be. Though I scared one of the serving girls half to death, once calmed down, she was able to tell me a great many interesting things - what has been happening here with no one but the smallfolk, how they've managed to continue with the collapse of not just the kingdom, but social order as a whole. Eagle-eyed and bright, but more able to accept the return of a dead man than many older and more cynical than she, I do believe I have accidentally frightened the right girl.

Unfortunately, without my brother to insist on more and a land peaceable enough to produce it without fear of death, the stock of fine wine has dwindled. Still I did manage to uncover several bottles of Dornish strongwine in a spot some liked to believe hidden. I must say, in all sincerity, I do hope the men and women who managed to pilfer a bottle or two of the Arbor gold are enjoying it.

has anyone else yet set aside time regularly for their voice to visit their door - as in, set up a particular, regular schedule? i'm curious.

I guess if I'm going to keep reading this thing, I should commit and write something myself. Still don't entirely believe any of you are real. Then I don't know shit about Harry Potter or comic books. People have strokes and develop a different accent or can speak a language they never studied. Maybe you can get hit in the head and wake up a dissociative nerd...

Any tips on shutting the voice up? Mine is [pause] opinionated. And more into dragons than a high schooler who started his own metal band... It's getting embarrassing.

-E.F.

Okay, so it looks like I'm not actually completely insane after all. I guess I should be relieved about that huh?

Still it's very disconcerting to hear a voice in your head, mine seems to like offering me advice which is...well odd since I don't really know her. But then I think this is all very strange.