• This is supposed to be my time of awakening, after a long, harsh slumber. From losing people who are dear to me, to realizing my seemingly innocent actions were costing my more than met the eye, it was not a cool, quiet time. This victory shook me awake, quite violently, but appreciably so. Then, three days later, I was rudely and suddenly shut back off, and told that the past few days were good only in my memories. There's nothing to do, nothing that can change this. Sadly, I believe I'm doomed to this sense of impending peril for quite a while.