So... after taking a day to internally have a melt down. Figured I'd reach out.

1. Sorry for freaking out.

2. Sorry for accusing you of turning people to dust, you can't really blame me for thinking it.

3. I'm sorry your Darcy was replaced with me.

4. .... Are you okay?

5. Please don't ignore this.

Attn: Loki

I tried texting you, but you blocked me so.. I'm emailing you.

So I guess I should be used to odd things happening by now. But even this hurts my brain a little.

Is it blasphemous to want to be somewhere other than your home city?