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Naomi Randall - Journal

3rd May 1999 + 11 days

At a Tradition base somewhere on Mars. Everyone else has gone to sleep, I can't. Can't even manage to meditate, this thing is playing on my mind so much.

I've always known that I had a fairly serious hole in my memory. The first fifteen years of my life just didn't exist, and it really didn't bother me all that much. Kurgan and Suzie said it was nothing to worry about, it happens sometimes at Awakening. But now I can't help but wonder if they were lying to try and protect me from something.

And because of me thinking far too much about all this, I managed to make a complete arse of myself at the Akashic dojo here at the base. I doubt I'll be able to show my face in there again. Went to see Tom, needed someone to talk to, but he just seemed more interested in the repair job done to his wheelchair, so I left him to it. And so now I'm on my own, unable to sleep.

I hope Kurgan is around when we manage to get back.

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