Seventeenth Day.

While I appreciate the water falling from the sky, I really, really dislike the rainbow plastic remainders left behind when they [a pause] pop. Those are like the bane of my job as a housekeeper. They get stuck in all the stupidest places, like on roofs and gutters, but I highly doubt they're environmentally friendly. That's why I'm cleaning them up anyway.

I hope I get paid extra for this.

If anyone else needs any help with damage around their house or was skipped over by housekeeping, feel free to let me know. I finished what I'd been assigned to help with, so I've got a little extra time on my hands before I go back to my usual cleaning schedule.

At least it isn't as hot as it was the other week. I had to keep drinking water to keep myself from melting. Now if I catch the plastic water things properly, I can at least drink for free.

[Piece's handwriting is small and kind of bubbly but easy to read.]

Fifth Day.

I know that no one knows me yet. I'm called Piece, and this is my first time writing in this journal, even though I've been here for a few days already. I think I was 'finding my feet'. I know that I have to be dependable and find a job soon, and I was thinking of trying a cleaning job. If anyone has any information on cleaning jobs, please let me know.

But there's something that's been bothering me, aside from you know, the usual--the memory loss, the lack of gravity, etc.

There's [a long pause] a big warm ball in the sky. Is that [a longer pause]

a sun?