MIA

I have been bedridden for a couple of days. I am either too weak or too sore to get up. I think everything that has happened throughout my stay in this pack has finally taken a toll on me. But I wasn't worried. I knew I was going to be okay. But being in bed for so long...it gets you thinking about certain things. There is nothing else to do anyway. When you are in one place for long, doing nothing, you can't help but turn to your thoughts to entertain yourself.

I thought about a lot of things. I miss being a healer. My hands are itching to...