Journal No 13

6 Feb
O Captain, My Captain~

I trust the past week has treated you well. I have been absorbed in my studies so much that I fear I have fallen behind in my social duties. I should make mention that there are some social events planned for the near future. I saw a flier for a Chinese New year celebration and a Mardi Gras event. I know I would enjoy attending. I must remind myself to check my calendar to see if we might make an appearance.

I did get a chance to try my hand at the scavenger hunt. I must say it was most enjoyable and was quite the sport trying to find all the mushrooms and herbs. I have saved what I collected in case you might have use for such things.
I was very, very sorry to have missed young Miss Amber do the blessings for Imbolc. I did sneak away from my studies long enough to stand at the edge of Phoebe's Wheel and catching sight of the dancers about the Bonfire. I kept to myself, as is my way at times. Content to watch while keeping myself at a remove. Introvert with a curse of curiosity. I may be a little on the dramatic side. I find it to be not such a curse at all. I do so enjoy knowing what is going on, if not always taking part.
As of this moment I have sequestered myself in the Manor Library. I swear I shall not leave until I have devoted some time to my writing. It is remiss of me to be a few days behind in my letters. All work and no play makes Jill a dull girl...as a twist on the saying goes. I normally lock myself away in our chambers when I write, but the smell of old paper, ink and leather bindings just does something for my senses. Let us say that it remains at the very least inspiring...
A slight side note, I am always careful with smoking in the library, it wont do to leave smudges of ash between the pages. Gods will quake if some foolish maid tosses a smoldering ash into the waste bin and start a fire. I am a responsible smoker, and dispose of my rubbish in the proper manner .I dare say one will know where I have been if they follow the smoky scent of cloves, opium and cannabis.
My current studies have given me much to think upon. Proper application of such knowledge is of the utmost importance. I think it would be beneficial if I could speak to you on such things when time allows. Compare notes, shall we say? The undertaking of such a...a test of chaotic will is not a matter of jest or frivolity. Chaotic Will, almost a paradox, but not quite. I promise I do not speak in riddles on purpose, I just have the strangest way of seeing things. In my moments of vanity I tend to think it is one of my more charming qualities.
As always, achingly Yours, Angeline~