You can’t normally go back in time, buy today I managed it. This is my
20ft shipping container that holds my past life. Everything that
doesn’t fit into a backpack is in here. If I stop to open any of these
boxes the flood of history threatens to overwhelm me, and I won’t ever
make it out if here.
I feel like Frodo upon making it back to his hobbit hole, “how do you
pick up the threads of an old life?” he asked. Frankly, I don’t know,
I can only go onwards. The future beckons.
I will be posting in the coming days about what is going to happen
with this site. There is so much story still to tell and I have to
tell it. Rest assured both Cesca and I are planning how to split up
the remaining articles.
I hope you stick around to read them, we can only go onwards– let’s do
that together!
