Wherefore art thou?
I had a mutual, once.
It was a short meeting, and yet, a fulfilling one. They inflated my passions, yet who can say how it felt the other way? Did my work intrigue them as theirs did for me?
They're gone now, and I'm alone, adrift in the shallows of an obsession waning. Should I continue without them? Should I swim for shore?
I enjoyed their page and what they did while I knew them, but it seems as though the moment has passed. I might write more Ramblloyd stuff, but in the end, it might've been their reaction I was looking forward to.
At least I can still look at that cool pinterest board they made.













