I don’t want to talk about it and you probably don’t want to hear too. We know what’s happening and it ain’t good. It’s been so long since the last time I spoke, I’m almost forgetting how to do it.
Plans and ideas all thrown in the garbage. I saw heroes becoming monsters. I saw people dying, and rebirthing, and then dying again. I wish I could save them all, really. Me, well, I’m trying to collect myself and make sense out of this clusterfuck and truth be told, I’m doing it.
It’s a bittersweet end, for sure. Most of it, as always for my desperation, out of my control.