Kin’t get back to sleep. Nah, clowns ain’t gonna’ eat me. But ah can’t get Jilaiya and the town a’Fortuna outta’ my head. Her violation ain’t gonna’ go unpunished. I jus’ need to git’ better and stock up on some ammo. Then the reckonin’ll rain down on her and her people.

Met the Doc last night after three days a’waitin’ ’round the Hospital. She ran inta’ pack a’Girl Scouts or somethin.’ Had a bunch a’them all nekkid in her exam room. I didn’t peek though; ‘ah got some healin’ ta’ do ‘fore ah’ think ’bout admirin’ any views. Met one of them girls; she was a spunky little spitfire. Reckon I’m’a run into her a’gin an’ catch her name proper.

Doc admitted me, wants to wait til the x-ray machine is back an’ runnin’ for my eye ‘fore she gives the all-clear. And need to wait til the fluid in my lungs is gone for good. Got the openin’ barrage from ma’ old boss, Darla. I kin’ only imagine what she’s got waiting for me back in the Eights. Might need to take out a long rental on a hospital bed once I see her a’gin.

Dunno,’ but the Island looks cleaner. Might’a been all the rain and the storm, might’a been the fresh faces I’ve seen. Just feels different, but still home.

Nurse is back with another round a’pain meds. Whatever quiets these nightmares some…