"What is real? How do you define real? If you're talking about your senses, what you feel, taste, smell, or see, then all you're talking about are electrical signals interpreted by your brain."

Day 36

Endless, the movies I watch are. After I finish watching them, I watch them again. It's the same with the anime, and the CD's that I play.

It passes the day, and the days seem to be getting longer and longer. Yet I somehow feel more at home now, and less anxious about the fact that there really isn't anything to do.

I no longer think entirely in English, only in bits and pieces. It all seems to meld together, like a bowl of clam chowder. The cream on the top is being stirred, and it's all beginning to taste the same.

It's all beginning to become clear for me. I know what I must do.

I know...