Bedtime.

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I just had to try a few more things, to get through the roadblock in the game.  And, to that end, I succeeded.  The plan was to get through, then go on to bed, early.  Earlier.  I... got lost, in exploring.  No real direct plan, if a few ideas of what I wanted to do next.  As it turns out, I have done what I know how to do.  Everything from here on is... an unknown.  

I tried to figure out where to go.  As, I actually do know what I am supposed to do.  The problem is, I am not seeing any sort of path, or means of creating or developing a path, to where the 'toon is supposed to go.  I'll figure it out next time.

I will sleep as long as I need, "tonight".  I have been pushing sleep, or wakefulness, or failing to sleep well, lately.  I... need sleep!  So tired my eyes hurt.  My body is sore.  Things just aren't comfortable.  But... so it goes.  I'm still not sure why I am not dead.  It doesn't make sense.

Oh, something else strange.  Some I have known for some time are... acting strange.  Not... with hate.  But with fear?  Have you ever seen someone's eyes wide?  Ever see a horse, near a fire, or snake?  The way their eyes seem to distend, enlarge, the white become much more visible?  Deer in the headlights sort of look?  I have seen that in one I thought I knew.  Not terrified, when we spoke.  But... fearful, when he saw me?  Strange.

The world is becoming quite peculiar.  Have I done something of which I am unaware?  Or, what I am aware of, but do not understand the... implications?  I simply am not understanding this world of late.  But... I am not a worldly man for as worldly as my beginnings were.  I've... lost touch.  No doubt.

I don't need to understand.  I am not... strictly speaking, or vaguely speaking for that matter... in charge.  Somethings may always be a mystery, some things may be understood in a different place, time, or... dimension?  I'm simply not concerned with it.  If it's my time, cool.  If the world hates me, but God counts me as one of His?  That's good.  Understanding?  Here?  I don't think that is possible, not for me, probably never again.  For... good or ill.

I'll sleep for what it is worth.  Probably dream about some of these things.  Remember?  Less and less these days.  Who knows though.  Odd how things work out.  So very tired.