It's unbelievable how time flies. As of a year and a half ago, I've been gone for as long as I was here. And when I was last here, it was still the last decade. SARS 2: Electric Boogaloo was still more than a year from shutting down the entire world, I still thought I was invincible, the world seemed to make enough sense to anticipate the future, and we had a Republican in office (so it wasn't all good). I don't mean to sound corny, but I could have sworn I was here more recently than I evidently was. I mean, damn. What can happen in four and a half years, right? I moved out of California to a more natural state where I could breathe, I fell out of love with someone who I was madly in love with when I left, I got massively addicted to cocaine and then quit, I've built some very beautiful things in my life that I'm more proud of than anything, I've traveled to different countries, I'm finally going back to school in about a year, I got diagnosed and treated for Bipolar I (which was my biggest struggle in the time I was here), and I'm just generally so much happier, so glad to be alive. Time will heal you if you let it, and it's healed a lot for me. I feel so rich in spirit that I seem to need less and less by the day.
Like the queen bee, she started a swarm and took 25% of the workers with her. But not before becoming a mod to enable her to find out how the HF platform worked and copying all the forum titles. Did Dr Rainbow even exist, or was he just her second account. Richard Attenborough once told my that I was the most perceptive person that he had ever come across and people trying to fool me, might as well be made of glass. That always made me laugh.
