The world has ended. I miss whiskey and coffee. Duh.
I really, really miss my nail clippers.
Coming back is like falling down a rabbit hole.
Have y'all ever seen Ringu or even The Ring? (Both are good in my opinion.) That outline of the boundary.... I reckon y'all know, but the line around my attic door is my Ring. This is the boundary of the unknown, the singularity, the place where the madness began. I've escaped now, of course.