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More and more I feel the need to cleanse myslef of the wretched human emotions. These weak traits that continue to try to be the dominant force in my actions. I find myself conerned about the well being of the girl I'd spared the other night. Today I went out to the lot near the Merc Exchange, and dispite my own silent protest, I found myself waiting there for her like some obeident mutt. What the hell is wrong with me? Lately my thoughts keep going into silence. This might be a side effect of my encounter with this world's after life. I can't seem to shake the feeling that something is missing...
On a side note, that fucking clerk at the video store locked me out again. I swear, had I not made that god-forsaken promise I'd be over there right now waiting for him to leave the store...
~J.C.