May 21st

I was hoping to have some time before having to attend any social functions in the area, but apparently the vacuum of my parent’s absence is being felt keenly among the socialites of the valley. The message on my machine has requested my attendance at the Fall Lunar Festival at the local social club.

I think this may be a good time to explain that one of the reasons I left home was the parties. Being dragged to them growing up has instilled quite the loathing in me. I tried as a young adult to enjoy and partake in the food and drink of the evenings with little success. For every hors d’oeuvre I ate, my mind wandered back to thinking about what tome I could be reading at the library. What adventures could I be lost in if I were at home in my bed reading, instead of forcing gossip with the elite.

The message on my machine let me know that word had gotten around that I had arrived home to settle my parent’s affairs. They expect me to be at a future festival that was happening across town and hope that I will wear the outfit I was going to be sent. The woman’s voice on the machine wished me well and that was that. I guess my parents would expect me to go, it was the least I could do. I just can’t shake this feeling in the pit of my stomach though.

-H. Walters