(This entry is written in what appears to be an unsteady hand- wavering more than usual. A few drops of ink stain one corner of the page.)
Yule is terribly close- only a few days away truly. I wish to make some changes to the way things are lain out in my new home.. There needs to be a division into at least three rooms down here.. Maybe more, deeper? I do not know what would seem useful and what would be seen as simply foolish- that is what happens when you put a land lover on the sea though, mmm?
On a not so pretty note, since the last time I wrote Tuan and I were engaged to wed once more.. and then just the night before last I broke it off.. It seemed terrible to do such, it hurt us both but I do hope that our love will continue to live on. We still exchanged Yule gifts, we cried, we touched.. and then we parted ways. I do think I will avoid the Avenue for some time in an attempt to not run into him. Terribly afraid of welling up all those emotions and sniffling- build a wall around it internally and stuff it away.. Sounds like an appropriate plan, no wonder I like singing sad love songs.
I really should turn in for sleep. At least I have one good neighbor- I really do not know the other person well enough to judge them..