Preparations

A long time ago, I thought I was ready to go...

Recent times show me that that is not true- I'm so far from ready to leave. The very same people I've watched perish, the ones I outlived, within the future I ventured... being with them a second time, it has opened my heart to what life has to offer. As hard as it has been to change from the stubborn ways my father taught me, it is only more difficult to watch them, scrambling, without the guidance they need. I know now from my mistakes of the future, how I can guide them better.

But... if Emmy's words ring true, perhaps there is a way to solve it. Besides, as much as I wish to teach them... I couldn't bring myself to see it unravel a second time. I consider it a fortune that I was able to see them once again. To finally settle myself down and actually enjoy life. As stubborn as I may be, as much work as I may put myself through, even now... it is nice to be able to breathe.

I worry if this plan will work. Sending myself back to the exact time I left, down to the decimal. Would that really restore it like Emmy says? If I'm truly a paradox of my own making, then maybe so. The paradox would be broken, and my proper present time self would be restored. However that may work.

Preparations are sure to begin soon. ARRAY's calculations presume that the process will be ready to be underway by Monday, provided Aza is capable. If not... we will continue without her. As much aid as she may be to the matter, this is something that must be done as soon as possible. Taking any longer risks being lost forever.

I only pray that this works.