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It's funny how time passes. You live the moment and sometimes stop to see what you want to do in the future, but when you are actually living it? You don't think. You never really stop to think, actually. Shit happens and you deal with it. Then some more shit happens and you deal with it too. Sure, some good things happen as well, but the thing is, we are so caught living we rarely tell things change until they suddenly are completely different.

I guess I'm trying to say I never ever dreamed I would end up here, with everyone. Or you know, doing all that I have done. I was a rather unremarkable person back in the day, and sometimes I guess I liked my pretty little life, but I can't really complain about what has come to pass. Even though by now I am honestly convinced that I haven't just accepted everything as normal and expected (I mean, I love you guys but you are weird and weirder, deal with it. Takes one to know) I guess I've grown comfortable? Figures something like that would happen to me.

Anyway, I will be moving out of the mansion soon. Amanda needs a couple of young eyes to help her read stuff over the Brownstone and remember her to properly sleep and stuff, so that's it. I don't know why I just said that but I think I kinda wanted to properly express all I had in my head about this whole thing. Because it's not leaving, but it sorta feels like it. Just a bit. Good thing I can totally bother you guys over here, and you better believe I'll be loitering to my heart's content anyway.

Now I'm gonna knit something or whatever. Peace out.