||[Feb. 3rd, 2004|02:32 am]
|||||Fire's Fall, Chosen||]|
Since my return to England, I felt a faint touch of despair that all should remain the same as it ever were. The reason I traveled to France in the first place was to gain a new perspective, and refresh my soul for whatever may lie ahead, and returning home felt like a step backward. However, this week's events have been proving me wrong, in several intriguing ways.
I have made a new acquaintance, a somewhat secretive gentleman. We spoke over lunch, and had a nearly unfathomable exchange that has, nevertheless, inspired me to re-examine certain givens. Not something that happens every day, so I'm inclined to savor it.
I have also recently found employment with Obscurus Books, a publishing firm located in Diagon Alley. I am to be started in the editing department, I understand. I shall have more to tell tomorrow, when I have started.
All in all, I find myself eagerly awaiting the rest of the week. How unusual.