...will eventually follow... (maybe).
Obviously, I made it back alive. It's just that this whole, going back to work thing and feeding myself and making my own bed and it being cold out and not finding chocolate on my pillow every night and changing 3 time zones in 3 days is throwing my all out of whack (wiggity-wiggity-Wack!). Where is my Lydia, my Darvan, and my Ketut?
And if anyone knows Narcliffe Perez, I am sorry for your loss. (I hope that is spelled correctly.)
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