Ya know, I always had this weird fantasy. That long after I’m gone, someone related to me would look up this wild mess. Read my personal posts, look at my tags, see the things I liked n all that jazz.
I don’t have any memories of my Grandfather Raul, I only know him by the stories people tell of him. If by some miracle this is all still up in the future, and you’re reading this. I hope your impression of me isn’t too wild.
We’re human, imperfect n all kinds of weird.
Thank you everyone, my friends, the people who blocked me, the people who made me laugh, the people who made me groan, It sure was fun. I’d tag folks but you know who you are. Once again, I’d like to say Thanks. There’s a whole lot more I could say, but this seems long enough. I’ll see you out there everyone.
