I don't recognize myself anymore. After a year running back and forth, trying to find a place in my day for knowledge, love, friendship and ambition, I have frozen for a second and I don't recognize myself anymore.
I don't know if that's good or bad, I only know nostalgia drove me back here, and memories have made me yearn to make amends I'm not sure are possible.
Three years fly by like they're nothing, and I'm thinking with such strenght I fear my cranium may explode.

I'd love to scan some of my drawings, maybe write down a story or two, but I know that's highly unlikely. I'm sorry.
I miss all the people I used to know here, I miss all the people I met here. But I don't miss the way I was.

I hope life treats you all kindly.
~Su