*cough* I am Navitar. I appeared on 3rd March 2011 when some balls of dust behind a disused computer were rolled together by a draft from the door. I'm not sure why I'm here, and I want to find out. I'm trying to make contact with someone - anyone - and this old computer is all I have.
I found a picture of a blue bird on the computer just after I appeared. I can write short messages to the bird, but I don't know if anyone can read them. People follow me, but how do they know where I'm going? I follow other people, but I don't know where they're going either.
I'm keeping this diary too. Maybe no one will read it, but that's okay. If the door shuts tomorrow and the dust comes apart again, at least someone will know I was here.
