Date: 12 July 821 System: Omicron Zeta Location: Office Room Topic: Old friend
So I'm sitting here... again. I remember, when I last had you holding in my young hands. My dear diary. For a year, I've forgotten that you exist. For a year, I've forgotten who I was - who I am. Now I know. It all came back to me. As if my brain just started to work as it should again. For now, I can control it.
The moment I found you - the moment I picked you up, blew off the dust, realized what you are, the moment I touched your old familiar surface - a hot stream of memories returned to my estranged brain. Pictures, feelings - memories that none could take from me. I kept a diary, and now it keeps me.
There's a huge gap in my life. Pages that I wasn't capable of filling. Words I could not pronounce and sentences I failed to grasp their meaning. My mind was playing tricks with me. My body failed on it. It made me forget my true face. It eventually drove me insane. I can't explain what exactly happened.
What will become of me? I do not know where am I going or what tomorrow will bring. All I know is, that I must keep remembering, keep writing. Only you and I are witnesses of my many memories. Written words can't be gone. My mind can. I know it'll happen again. I just need to learn controlling it better.
You - my only true friend, my dear dairy - will tell me how.
