I miss the Grid so, so, desperately much right now.
It’s so hard, day after day in this world.
I’m getting by. I’m safe. I’ve got people around me.
But I miss the beautiful Otherworld and its bubble and its magic so much. I miss being Mistletoe so deeply. I want so badly to take a break from this world that words fail me. I’m on the wagon, but fuck, it’s so hard.
