And yet, here I sit. Still.
I feel really forgotten. I mean, it seemed like everyone was in such a rush to get Selphie back, and Quistis was only here for a couple of days.
It's been weeks for me. Not that I mind waiting my turn, but as I recall, I've been here a long, long time. I have even lost count of the days since Rachel let me go... and I don't even know how long I was there before then. I've forgotten what it feels like to sleep, eat, breathe... be touched, even. Do you know what it's like? Do any of you know?!
I'm sorry. I really shouldn't be acting this way... I'm bored, frustrated, and helpless. Every time I try to get back in, wake up from this goddess-forsaken endless dream I'm having, I just get pushed back out by whoever the hell it is who has taken over my body.
This is all so crazy. Really, maybe I am dead. Might be better off that way, since no one seems to really care all that much anyway.