azurelunatic | Home Alone

Everybody's left for the evening. Odds are they won't return until dawn; they're hanging out with Studio-Dave doing their art thing, and those always run late. Adam's going off home to pick up some stuff, and won't be back for a while. It's 6:14 pm right now, so I have a good six hours or so to myself before I have to go to bed before work in the morning.

Votania has instructed that I should use this time by myself to just get in touch with me, myself, I, and the rest of the entity in this body that's writing this journal entry.

Fair enough. Where shall I start?