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The other day, I sent Caelus a message asking whether there was a piano anywhere onboard the Express, and his response was:

"I can make it have one"

...I have to say, I am intrigued by his word choice. Typical Caelus, I suppose.

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Hey, Sunday! In a hypothetical universe in which you were a Vision wielder in the world of Teyvat, which elemental Vision do you think you would have?

Hmm, I suppose that depends on if I was granted said Vision by some higher power, or if I was allowed to choose its element myself.

Assuming it's the latter case, I feel I would resonate most with either a Geo or a Cryo vision. I would find satisfaction in manipulating as physical and tangible an element as earth or ice -- especially since these two in particular are capable of forming crystalline structures. Perhaps predictably, I enjoy observing the orderly nature of the crystallization process, though, regrettably in this case, I've never been one for mathematics or science.

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I still find myself tempted by the concept of a week consisting of seven consecutive rest days.

Yet, in perusing the Express's data bank, I've encountered a number of novel concepts.

It might be better to say that the concepts are not novel in and of themselves -- rather, that I have read works in which they are applied in novel ways (at least as far as my personal experience goes).

Namely, the terms "enrichment" and "comfort zone" are ones I've heard before, albeit only on occasion. I can't say I have extensive interest in behavioral science, hence my lack of familiarity with these terms. That said, it's all too easy to meander across a staggering range of research topics that are, at best, only tangentially connected... but I digress.

In any case, there are anecdotes of people who follow schedules consisting of those seven consecutive rest days I've previously proposed. It seems that the resulting lack of structure in one's life can, depending on the circumstances, lead to extraordinary, mind-numbing tedium. As it turns out, stress, like many things, is beneficial in moderation -- in this sense, I mean regular engagement with novel concepts and stimuli.

...Much like my exploration of the data bank, I suppose.

Perhaps it's not unreasonable to think we should also set aside time for non-rest activities -- ones that give us a sense of engagement and fulfillment. This would be a logical approach to staving off the boredom that often sets in during a lengthy interval of unstructured time.

...Having mused for this long, I can understand how behavioral science is an entire discipline worthy of study. Perhaps the concept of seven consecutive rest days warrants further research.

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May tonight be an occasion of merriment and celebration, and tomorrow, as it were, a day of peaceful repose.

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Your tie should be on the center line, your shirt must not protrude from your vest, your trouser creases should be perfectly straight, and always aligned with the tips of your shoes...

I've followed this etiquette for as long as I can remember, hence my lingering tendency to repeat it ad nauseam. I've recently begun to give myself permission to deviate from it, at least a little bit at a time.

What I was never told growing up was that the configuration of your attire will naturally vary no matter how impeccably you prepare before leaving the house -- unless, I suppose, everything is permanently stitched together how it should be. (Still, I that would indeed make for a positively cumbersome outfit. In such a case, dressing oneself would be highly impractical, if not outright impossible.)

In reality, one's trousers cannot stay perfectly creased forever; any form of physical exertion so light and regular as walking will gradually erode the integrity of the crease, which will then need to be reestablished. Likewise, a tie will not permanently affix itself to the center line of your shirt.

Invariably, adjustments will have to be made sooner or later. I think that learning to be comfortable making these adjustments -- to fix one's tie and move on -- is a valuable skill in and of itself. Acquiring this skill may not be easy, but I hope it will be a rewarding journey.

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Your tie should be on the center line, your shirt must not protrude from your vest, your trouser creases should be perfectly straight, and always aligned with the tips of your shoes.

I used to live by this mantra, so, of course, it would extend to my every experience, including holiday gift exchanges.

There's something satisfying about a flawlessly wrapped present -- I can't deny that.

That said, if every present were indeed wrapped flawlessly, I can't help but wonder whether that wouldn't make them impossible to differentiate.

Perhaps an assortment of presents wrapped with various different methods might be more... visually enriching. Moreover, the handiwork of the wrapping can say a great deal about the sentiments of the person who prepared it. A quirk in the way the paper is folded or in how the bow is tied, or even the choice of wrapping paper itself, might serve as a fond reminder of the friend from whom you received the gift. And what is the occasion of exchanging gifts if not a fond reminder of our loved ones?

Additionally, I can't help but imagine a scenario in which one instead feels great disdain at ruining the impeccable handiwork of a perfectly packaged gift. Yes, presents are wrapped primarily for the presentation, but also for one to experience the joy and excitement of unwrapping them and discovering the surprise inside. Getting too particular about the details could very easily subtract from the experience of exchanging and unwrapping gifts, in the form of precious effort expended on a task of diminishing returns.

In conclusion, I believe I will appreciate a gift regardless of whether it is wrapped in a meticulous manner, or in a way that one might describe as more fun and carefree. As some might say, it's the thought that counts.

Ah, but I have rambled on for quite some time already. My opinion on gifts notwithstanding, I wish you all a festive winter holiday season.

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All chords in sync One hour of stillness set on repeat No regret or doubt -- -DoNotCross-P, "Midnight Icarus"

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Every reunion is also a new encounter. Hello, I am Sunday, a humble passenger.

I am pleased to make your acquaintance.

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