but i was different

currently writing a longform anthropological article about “Old Roblox” re: how crazy it used to be as almost a sort of Second Life for autistic kids. been going through a shit ton of old personal messages and pictures from the forums, been a wild (and surprisingly touching) ride. found a memorial to the subsection of the (long since deleted) forums that me and my brother both posted in for years

so happy to have found the person i love. for the longest time i was sure i would end up by myself, and i was completely okay with that, but now i find myself unable to imagine life without them. sometimes i laugh at all of the bizarre idiosyncrasies that had to occur in order for us to ever be in the same room in the first place. it is unbelievable to me that we have been seeing each other for almost 4 years now, time sure does fly when you’re having fun

bro not gonna lie. week 1 of pseudo-unemployment... i feel like i just woke up from a horrible 3 year long dream.