Some Reality Web

I remember fighting with Stephen about the best way to handle my magic. He wanted me to control it as tightly as possible. He thought it was too dangerous for anything else. But when I was older I'd given up on that. I still meditated but it was to connect to it, not to pen it in. It felt... better. Like it was really just part of me in a normal way, instead of a part of me that was potentially terrible and destructive like a rabid dog. I don't think he ever meant to say that I was those things, but that's what it ended up feeling like. I don't think I explained that to him very well. I miss him.

I wouldn't have minded being seventeen for a little while longer.

The Pre Rosa Liz that I turned into was so carefree, optimistic, earnestly religious, in awe of everything, experiencing the joys of being in love for the first time. It was so refreshing and the opposite of how I am now. I'm so glad I can remember everything because I finally got my summer adventure with Max.

And now back to work because I have projects that have been sitting unattended for way too long.

[Max]

That was pretty great, wasn't it? I'm really glad we weren't Post Rosa.

[Michael/Alex ( seperate )]

Are you doing okay?

[Sam]

Thank you for everything.

[Cisco]

I have so many new playlists to share with you. Seventeen year old Liz was into some great music that I forgot all about.

[Tony]

Don't know if you know I am yet or not but I have to ask - do I call you dad now? Thanks for looking after me.

[To anyone else she talked to during the plot]

Just wanted to say thanks for interating with me. You made being a small town girl in a big town a lot easier.

[Alex Manes]
We need to talk. I need -
[OOC: Nothing sent]

I am really starting to hate this place.

This place can be so cruel.

Flying was really cool. I wish I could do it all the--- Thanks to everyone who came with me!