So I got hit by a car.
Not fun.
Nearly died, really really not fun.
Expensive bills, because I live in the US.
Expensive therapy, again, US.
Needlees to say when over a ton of motorized vehicle smashes into you, your noble mobile phone shall give its life to defend you.
So yeah.....
My phone died...
And I was poor...
Weak.....
In debt.....
but...
I AM BACK MOTHAFUKKAS!
YOU CANNOT KILL ME!
YOU WILL NEVER BE RID, NEVER BE CLEANSED....
ALWAYS CORRUPTED....
PRAISE THE LORD, AND ALMIGHT GOBLINKIND, FOR I AM MAKING CHAPTERS AGAIN!
But internet bravado aside, I miss the support I got from my fans and readers, never did I receive any hate or criticism, only encouragement.
And I let you down.
I am sorry. I cannot change the past, but I can alter the future.
My hands are pretty messed up, and it pains me to even write this message. I will never type as fast as I once did.
I miss you guys, all the old, all the new, the people here from day 1, on that first chapter, and you buetiful people seeing this today.
So, with great heart I will not say I will magically write 1k words every day, or every week. What I will say is, that I am here.
I will read your comments, will listen to your thoughts, and I will hopefully make your sky a little clearer, a little cleaner, a shade brighter, and I bid you a good night, for I will be here the next day for you to laugh again, or to be sad. You are what make writing this message and this book important.
I will touch up my old chapters, and began another one today.
Good day, and while I am straight, and I do no hate, I love you all.