Sean Kenny
My Chandler
3/1
Biography
My name is Leon. I have always been fond of making candles, but am extremely lazy when it comes to things I don't set my mind to. I always enjoyed doing my own thing when crafting the candles I used to sell, but now I find myself lying in my bed, simply thinking about nothing.
I was young when I lost my parents. Around seven years old. My house burnt down, because my father owned money to men, and couldn't pay them back.
Both of them were in there when it happened, but I escaped after finding they couldn't be saved. I knew of no other family I could turn to afterwards, but a nobleman found me, he took me in until I was old enough to make it on my own.
I was never truly happy after I was on my own again. I felt lonely. Even though it me who decided it was time to leave. I fell asleep on a bench, too lazy to walk across town to my home. But was rudely awoken by a Chandler. I had slept on the bench right outside his store.
After being brought in to the store to warm up, I saw the beautiful candles on the shelves. I had never seen any quite like them, even in the nobleman's manner. These ones were detailed, and had different layers inside of them. Seeing I was intrigued, he took me under his wing, and taught me how to make these candles. And as his apprentice, I never risked disrespecting him, he was my master. After nearly mastering the art, he let me run the shop with him. That's how things are now, except, he has become very frustrated with my inability to follow instruction. We have lost much money because of me not completing orders.
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3/5
Journal Entry [#1]
Today was another hopeless one. I woke up, ate breakfast, and stayed in my quarters for hours before using the bathroom, and going to sleep. The days seem short, and the nights long, but I fear if this goes on, I will lose my job, and be on my own forever.
I accomplish nothing and every hour that goes by is wasted by my inability to leave my home and go to work.
Journal Entry [#2]
While I have many problems, the biggest one I face, is my horrid habit of procrastinating. I used to put things off for longer and longer, until they would be rushed. Now, I seldom get them done at all.
As mentioned in a previous entry, I will be fired for staying in bed, telling myself that I will get up and leave soon. Eventually, I won't even be lying to myself like that. Is it because of my laziness, as grateful as I am to the nobleman, did he turn me into a spoiled man? I am not unfit, but I am certainly not in peak form, what shall I do?
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3/7
The Poor Law [Opinion]
Apparently, a new law is pressing, stating, those who need work, will get work. Those who refuse work, will be whipped, and those incapable of work, will be payed. I believe because I have a job, but am not doing it, I will be whipped. And while I believe in helping those others, I don't want to be whipped. I'm not selfish, I'm lazy. And I've made such a poor habit of it, I can't swing myself to even do it anymore. I know I will be whipped, but I also know those others need help. I will chose the side of the law.