[[For a minuscule of a moment, everything around me, every single noise and general outlines that decorated the bathroom ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ was suddenly out of sight and tuned out, my vision which was filled with deep concentration settled only upon my arms ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ and hands, the noises that was once heard before I passed through the threshold were muted and restrained from hearing ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ anything other than the successions sounds of crackling and constant buzzing that flooded through slender limbs and ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ affected my hands with this flow of white light which I evidently knew resembled the magic that had resided inactively ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ within me. Magic which in my experience I was no where near skillfully coordinated yet with as I have not yet grounded ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ any new learning expertise since the last lesson I've had with #Regina---come to think of it that last lesson I've tried ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ to master my magic in occurred months ago and the long resting days were unaccounted with my magic when I discontinued ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ the visits with #Regina.]] [[My mind abruptly wandered to Killian Jones---who was out the other side of the door, quite possibly worried ~~

~~ and confused from my unpredictable actions that I had displayed from before. I had suddenly felt wrong, guilty over the ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ way I've been acting towards Killian Jones, he didn't warrant such erratic behaviors from me. Just one thought of Killian and I could ~~

~~ already sense myself falling into an incredible state of tranquil ease, my breathing controlled and leveled with even ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ exhalations---and the magic dying down along with the uneasy torment. Hearing the door knock a few times, I struggle ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ with opening my mouth to answer Killian Jones fearing my voice will betray the underlying vulnerability that still grasped my emotions. ~~

~~ Supporting my body by pressing my palms against the sides of the sink, I lean forward while hanging my head, regaining a ~~ (Killian Jones)

~~ natural composure to ebb away any helpless form of weakness as I spoke.]] Everything is fine, Killian Jones. I need a few more minutes ~~

~~ to myself. I'll be out of here soon, Killian Jones.

I need to fight off this sleep.

Oh, how much I hate back aches.

I thought today was Friday. My mind is far too jumbled up.