I wake up with a renewed sense of self. Maybe it is because I slept so deeply, so peacefully. I can’t remember when last I slept without waking up in the middle of the night screaming and thrashing at the bedcovers.
I reflect on my situation… yes, I am in a new town with only one newly made friend. Yes, I have no roof over my head and do not have many possessions. But, I own this land…
It is a fresh start for me, it is a new beginning. I am the master of my own destiny. I can make it happen. Afterall, I am a CrinkleWinkle, and if nanna could do it all those years ago, then so can I!
I head into town and go straight to the theatre. I need to support myself, my pockets are almost empty. There is only one career choice for me, I can earn a living and be happy at the same time.
I join the music profession. I don’t care what I do, as long as I am surrounded by music, as long as I can play my guitar. I head to the park to do just that. The people in SV seem starved for music. A crowd always gathers when I play… but I am never aware of them when I am playing, because I become lost in the music.
While I stand there playing, slowly healing my soul, people throw money in my case. I only realise this after, but it proves to be quite lucrative. When I count up the pennies it is $391! $391 for doing something I love? It makes me feel warm and glowy inside. Perhaps they do not see me as a SAD! sim here… perhaps I can be normal.
As if sensing my joy, beautiful green butterflies do a fluttery, summery dance around me… that makes me smile some more.
I get caught up in the moment and I decide to call Christopher. Maybe we can go out together later. I am nervous when I dial his number, I have no idea why. We are just friends afterall. Maybe I am nervous because I am reaching out to someone, this is very hard for me to do. The butterflies become butterflies in my stomach and my heart catches in my throat. Oh no… please don’t pass out…
Luckily the brief moment passes, and the euphoria takes hold again. Christopher agrees to meet me later at the Bistro. He says it is charming…
But nonetheless we enjoy ourselves. Christopher is easy to talk to. I don’t feel judged when I am with him. Maybe this move was not such a bad thing, maybe things are getting better.
… is hope.
“note from worsiedog”
I do not feel it is fitting for the story as it is unfolding, but I know I have to mention Valentia’s final trait roll and LTW. Here is a recap.
Personality traits -> slob, virtuoso, good, kleptomanic, angler
LTW -> Renaissance Sim
(she rolled this repeatedly as a teen in foster care so I locked it in for her)