About me:

It feels really good to be back. Well, maybe that's the wrong way to put it. We weren't gone, we've always here. We just weren't present, if that makes any sense. It's like in school when that weird quiet kid who sat in the back of the class just stood up one day and went bat-shit crazy all over the room. The teacher had to call in, like, the football coach and one of the janitors to restrain him. The next thing you knew an ambulance came and whisked him away but with no lights or sirens. The following day there were rumors that he got put in a mental institution up-state where he'd receive a full frontal lobotomy and play checkers by himself for the rest of his life. When in reality, his new anxiety medication reacted with an undiagnosed chemical imbalance and he was being home schooled for the rest of the semester while he got his shit together.