twenty-seven songs

The boss is forcing me to take tomorrow off.  No trips to the recording studio at all.  It's no fair!  I'm just getting back into the swing of things after we found our new home and talking to the Vajra and writing all the songs I've had in my head and catching up with everyone and...okay, maybe that's a little too busy now that I think about it, but that isn't the point!  Now isn't the time to rest!  Ozma-niisan said the hard work is only beginning.  We all have to do our part.  Singing and talking for the Vajra to the government is mine.  And everyone else is working hard, Brera-niisan--

Wow.  It's so easy to type that it's hard to remember that there was a time we saw each other as strangers.  It just makes sense for him to be my brother.  Everything makes sense now.  Where I come from, who I am, my song....  They're all new, but not new at all.  Maybe this is how an elephant feels when they see something old for the first time in a long time.



Hold on, did I just call myself an elephant?!