So it was all a big mess. Karoz was mad at me. Baker Blinker won’t even talk to me. Hucka Doobie neither. Carrcassonnee just rattles on in her usual way. How about Spongeberg? Maybe he can help. But maybe I’m on my own with this. Carrcassonnee agrees that Secondary is not Primary. That may stand in for Second Life, which is not Prime Life. Maybe they’re just mad because I’m not *focusing* on them now. Hmm. No one to speak to here[ in the White Palace].
Strange that my characters have developed feelings. Like being hurt. They’ve gone their own way.