So I’m turning this whole hospital-thing into some sort of survival game. Got an envelope with a little stone in it and a drawing of a mountain and whether it’s true or not, I suppose it meant to show the height on which it was found. At first I was really scared because I thought someone bad wanted to scare me with it, but then one of the patients, a woman, came to me and she said stones have healing powers and whoever gave it to me actually meant well and she joked it might be a mysterious admirer from within the building. So now I’m sneaking around with wide open eyes, playing some sort of detective/path finding game on my own in the hallways and outside (though it’s a bit chilly this morning) So I hope there might be more clues or something, like in Amélie or Sophie’s world (which is all about philosophy and that girl got strange letters about philosophical matters and she had to think them over and answer them, everyone should read that book!) but I don’t think anyone that smart actually ‘lives’ or ‘stays’ here except for me. Anyway it’s nice to have some distraction from the misery in my head. Feels kind of childlike to chatter like this and act like everything’s oh so nice, of course it’s not but I’m somehow trying to cling to things that seem to have at least a little bit of urgency. And I’ve always kind of escaped trough fantasy so it’s not to fool anyone into thinking I’m okay and can go home now, and I want to live and be happy and blabla all that crap, but it DOES help me feeling better so, well, that’s a good thing. People can’t get mad because of that.