I must know what I have been doing at night! I am so tired from what seems to be sleepless nights. I go to sleep, but when I awake again my body is tired. My mind grows cloudier each day. For the sake of research and possibly my life, I must know what I have been doing when I go to sleep. In school I read about an old wives spell that works on any enchanted mirror. I remember that it requires something important of the person you wish to look in on… something that they have put energy into. This journal would do! I’ll have to look around and see if I can find the spell. Maybe I should eat. That would probably help with my depleted energy levels. Sadly nothing seems edible. The cream taste spoiled, the fish tastes bad, the bread is stale and the earth is sad. Oh good, another rhyme. This jam looks good, perhaps I’ll have a few bites before bed.
Update. I ate the whole jar. Another thing to document. It seems as if sugar is the only thing my mind finds appetizing. Interesting. Well sugar and that delicious liquid from the deep woods. I wonder if Mindy is coming by? Perhaps I will stop by her house this evening.
-Edward Grayson Stone (Journal Entry 21)
