<div class="floatright">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/598/breedaniels04.jpg)</div><br/>Once she had a set of clothes, she obviously felt better and more relaxed, covering herself up quickly and starting to put on the sweats until the sense of the climate stopped her.  She started checking through the satchel, noticed the books and asked, "So when should we get to reading?"  The idea of getting to just lay back and curl up with a book definitely felt appealing, even if she doubted that the books had anything that would truly interest her.<br/><br/>Life had its own cruel way of jumping erratically from joy to despair, never leaving the sorrow on long enough for it to kill you and never allowing the happiness last long enough to enjoy it while it was present.  Around this base, the fluctuation felt all too forced, as if to make sure to make them all pliable.