Journal Entries of Nathaniel Ottin

Untitled Part 25

7/2/1802

    I really am enjoying writing these letters. Well, not so much writing the letters, but reading the responses. Tabby is very nice; even tired, drunk me could remember that.

    I'm deciding whether or not if I should start a new plan or wait until the school is finished. That starts next week. I don't know if I'm ready to deal with the heat.

7/3/1802

     It's very awkward to be asked about your family when you despise them with a passion. I said my father is dead and I'm estranged from my mother. It's true, and I hope that no further discussion about this topic comes up.

     Sometimes I think of my childhood and how it still affects me today. I'm closed off and quiet, which was expected of me. I don't know how to handle emotions properly, because I never did.

    I'm going to bed.

7/4/1802

    The fishing community is strange here. Some of their... jokes are almost unintelligible. Are all fishermen like this...?

    I knocked my glasses off of my face trying to push my hair back. I did this in front of a crowd. I was in public for once, and all I did was knock my glasses off. I'm amazing.