Enjoying myself in the best way that I know of, taking a sweet sweet and slow nap off somewhere or other, near one of the many caves that dot this special landscape. Napping helps with the searing headaches that usually resulted from the yelling and other forms of loud language from all of the different people in this village. Mostly having to do with being too damn curious for my own good and getting into trouble because of it.<br/><br/>Didn't help matters that getting trained meant long hours of intense boredom and drill, so when there was free time to be had, there had to be some intense party going on. When no one else was to be bothered, causing trouble was always a perfectly legitimate way of releasing stress. Odd how know one else in the village thought the same way that I did, must because their brains are rotting here, stuck in one place for too damn long.<br/><br/>Always had that special and nagging gut feeling there in the midrift, about how staying put is just wrong and just how boring things were in town. Running away off to some cave was a good relief every once in a while. Much to the annoyance of my foster parents, all worry and yelling when I went missing for days on end.<br/><br/>Speaking of which, wasn't there something I was suppose to do today? Lightly enjoying my light nap while I ponder this question. I remember that it was suppose to be important, but what could be more important then to take a nice warm nap in the sun? I'm sure that what ever it was, someone else will eventually do it for me. Finding the people in this village to be such worry worts and wanting to get things done so fast.<br/><br/>Ah yesss, such a lovely spot to take a nap.<br/><br/>(http://img710.imageshack.us/img710/3356/1268858297570.jpg) (http://img710.imageshack.us/i/1268858297570.jpg/)<br/><br/>