Is that my brain?

I feel terrible for running away from OD, but I have. I dove into an imaginary world filled with imaginary people that I could control and manage (aka the sims) and yeah… I’m sorry.

I haven’t logged in or anything. I haven’t read or lurked or noted or anything.

I’m sorry.

My brain is finally coming back to me (I think). I’m at work right now (first time in a week or so…) and I’m about to dive into actual work. It’ll be nice. I need it.

On the other hand, being at work allows me time to really think and it makes me sad. I don’t need that! Oh well.

I haven’t done any writing of any kind so hopefully, in the next few days that’ll start back up and I’ll be writing entries all day, updating the zombies and the vampires and everything else in my head that doesn’t die (weird that I’m fascinated with immortality, whether it be intelligent and beautiful or decaying and terrifying)…

I hope everyone is ok.I hate that I’ve lost tough and I’m all "I don’t know what’s going onnnnnn"…

but I probably won’t catch up today.

We’ll see what my work situation looks like on the other side of lunch.

Thank you to everyone for leaving me amazing encouraging and loving notes. you guys rock!

Love you people. *muah* 

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