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The frost bit hard overnight, and snow is forecast for the next two days, but today was bright and cold. The bleak is here. I haven't been looking forwards to it, but your can't postpone the inevitable, can you? I was thinking about that when I got up onto Wadsley and Loxley commons. But up there I felt a weight lift from my mind. I haven't been in the off-world for a while now, and I have no reason to go back there. Things that happened there are now behind me -- that CCJ that I got through no fault of my own has now been cleared -- and all that paperwork that existed from my studies, which is just paper of no worth has been burned or shredded -- or at least disposed of in some way; I had to pay a few ¢hits to get it done (I figured a way to transfer ¢hits from here to the off-world via my contact in Hillsborough), but at least it's all behind me now. I don't think there's anything left now that connects me with the off-world. With a clear conscience, I can now move on. I can tell you with a clear head and a clear heart all of the things that help me survive and prosper here as an incomer, an immigrant. I'm looking forwards to it.