Deep sleep but 0.5 of 19 hours had been done. No sign of illness today, fortunately, but still had a oukey feeling about going to work in that damned blood-boiling, ear-banging and mentally-torturing place.

My days there has numbered. 3 years had brought me enough torment and building up of Dark Chakara that could launch a Death Punch and lethally wound any individual.

Serene had learnt about it as it was unravellednon our way back from her school last night. Another mad woman who said I sounded like taunting a fight when I was just trying to be audible in my explanation, to avoid fedbacked about being too soft. One doze of the chlorophyll-filled sponge can send her into Soul Society. 70 years old, go sleep and stop bothering people. SOW!


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