January 03, 2000
Dearest Jane,
I am sorry it has been such a long time since I wrote. It surprised me that almost a full month has passed since I saw you last. The month has been busy but good.
I have begun experimenting with lucid dreaming but for the moment, I am having little success other than occasionally recognizing that I am dreaming. Also, the dreams fade immediately upon waking. It seems that only my nightmares wish to make an impression. Still, it is a start. Eventually, I will master this challenge in time and time is one thing I have a lot of.
Speaking of time, it is the year 2000 and we are still here. I was never worried. My Rabbi friend was not worried either. According to his calendar, this is the year 5760. We did have a couple of lively discussions on the year 2000 and Millennial cults though. Mostly about what would happen when the clock struck midnight and the world did not blow up.
Besides, in which time zone, at midnight, was the world supposed to end? The first one? The last one? I suppose if I was doing it logically, the last one... but then that would throw off all of the Australian prophecies.
Yes, I know. Catty, but true.
In any case, the New Year came and went. It was anticlimactic, really. There seemed to be two factions: the "I'm going to party like it's 1999" group and the "I'm going to hide in my house until it's all over" group. There were many more of the latter than the former. There is a lot of relief in the world now that New Year's is over, the world has not been blown up and Armageddon has not arrived. Everyone seems to be breathing easier. All the while, mathematicians are quietly muttering into their drinks about how the new millennium does not actually begin until -next- year and they knew that there was nothing to worry about... but no one listens to them.
Or are they?
I believe they are. But 'they' are a small number of people I 'fondly' like to think of as: The 'Real' Survivalists and Millennial Nuts. These are the people who are quietly going about the business of life, all the while smugly knowing that it is NEXT year that the end will come and they will be ready.
Even now, in my mind's eye, I can see the religious zealot cackling away in his hidden lair, creating his plots to bring about the end of the world and/or the return of Satan or some Elder God or something outlandish like that. The whole time he will be crowing about how he knows the true date of the new millennium and thus, he will be successful where the rest of his brethren have failed.
Unfortunately, I find this to be more likely than I would want it to be - which means I believe Clan Tremere will have their work cut out for them in dealing with these foolish dabblers. I hope that such will not be the case here. However, I will not underestimate the power of mortal stupidity.
Until next time, dear sister.
Love,
Kayley
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