People have been seeing less input from me in general on LJ. And it's not because I'm not reading, just because I'm kind of dealing with my own stuff. So this is where I say I still love you, but some other things are distracting me, and I'll be back at some point in the future.
If anyone were to inquire regarding the identity of The Man, and whether it were me, I assure you that you could respond in the affirmative and it would be correct.
Today is the day that I reclaim the Y-chromosome from the housemate. And tomorrow, apparently, I heal.
For those of you stuck in London Below, my Nightmares crept up too high without me paying attention. I lost eight Memories of Light and about twenty-five points of Dreams: Various Flavours. This is disheartening.