Somewhere between my birthday earlier in the week and it being September already, I've been a little nostalgic the last couple of days. It was my second birthday that I've gotten to celebrate here in Vallo (38, before anyone asks) and the sheer amount of stuff that has happened to me and change that I've felt personally is pretty wild to think back on.
It was nearly a year ago that some of us had that wild adventure with cultists and rocket launchers and monsters. I went to hell, traveled in time, spent a week stressing folks out as a child, fought a whole slew of creatures through defense patrols, got my first job that wasn't mercenary work since I was a guard in my hometown, kissed a handsome man for the first time in seven years (which I think was well received, judging from near eleven months later), and just met so many new, great people. I know that things are their own shade of
uh terrible? awful? fucked up?
eventful back home, thanks to Vallo gifting me the occasional check-in, but quite the ride when you spent several years just coasting.
Anyway, sorry. This is a lot and I usually don't like talking this much, but here's to another year, I suppose. Maybe with less fighting bad guys? We'll see.
Also, to the people who live with me: I told Laudna when
the tree from Zephrah first arrived that we could decorate it come autumn in a seasonally appropriate and spooky way. I know she isn't here to appreciate it, but I still want to honor that for her, if any of you want to join me in getting some decorations.