Longing... For Something.

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Where to begin? Where to being? I'm not entirely sure where it all started, but I can see where this may be going.

These past few weeks, perhaps even months have become a social drain on me and my crews. Finding the urge to go outside the office and hangars has become something like a dream, a whisper of it and it disappears, and I cannot shake the ominous feeling that nags at the back of my thoughts constantly.

Okumura and Jonathan are the only other pilots and people that I really talk to at length anymore perhaps due to them being the other ones I know I can divulge myself to. The members of the corporation are and are not the problem, all at the same time. Lack and breakdown of communication recently has led to costly losses, not just ships, but in crews as well; I lost nearly three hundred the other day, consigned to death as my Hurricane, Ominous, was taken down.

I think I need to follow another member of the corporation and take a small leave back into the true lawless space of null-sec. Where the only thing holding me back is myself... Perhaps a visit to Stain is required, maybe another region, I'm not one hundred percent sure yet, but the time is coming and fast.

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