The last year or so has been a touch rough. I’m not terribly fond of reaching out to people, and so when things get bad and I have to fight off my inner demons I tend to sequester myself in a turtle-like shell that has nice soft padding and keeps me away from the outside world. The parallel to a sanitarium is not lost on me. Regardless, I have to take control of the direction my life has been going in, and it’s time to stop waiting for other people to fix things for me.
Not that I ever really did, but the point is the same.
I enjoy my friends, a lot, but I have learned that sometimes certain things are just part of the social construct. This site had originally been a place for like minded people to get together and share works with others, a sort of media hub for our projects. Which would have been great, but most of those like minds aren’t so like anymore, and like I have used like too many times in this sentence. Malicious Bastards are not Malicious Bastards anymore. So it’s really just the one of us. Me? Really just the one. So you’ll notice the possessive apostrophe before the S now, because the site is mine. Maybe one day I’ll share it again, but I’m not holding my breath.
…well, that’s a lie, I am holding my breath, I tend to do that while I type. Still, I think you get the point. Besides, if you don’t that’s hardly my fault.
Posts will likely still remain irregular, but I’ll try and be more active about it than I have in the last two years. That feels a bit like cheating because it would be impossible to be less active. Already I’ve made an exponential improvement!
— Vid