Talk of ships and princes, soothing sagas laced with loving lies

[quinby]

I'm not even going to go into anything or everything, but let's just say I'm still working out a lot of stuff that possibly shouldn't be as hard as it is, but still is harder than I want to admit. There are days that I wish I could open up and just say everything that's on my mind, but the rest of my brain rebels at that, thinking that it would be more confusing than helpful. Maybe I'm wrong, but I've learned that silence is almost always better than speech.

I need something from you all, though.

Entertain me. Have your characters/headvoices harass me, show me things that'll make me laugh, prod me with odd stories/memories/whatever, draw me art if you're so inclined. Just... somehow remind me that I'm not flailing into nothing. I think I need to know somehow that people haven't completely forgotten me.

... ice cream truck. I've always wanted to run out and get some. Too bad there's no funding.

P.S. Have a car for the week. Wish I had the money for a road trip.