#nonimportant

Feels almost like the game STRAY, where you run around this neon/jungle/industrial/tokyo-esqe city run by robots. There are hints of emotion here, connection. But it gets... gravitational. The sifting through the rubbish as its being pulled toward you. Like walking down a crowded city street. Alone yet not at the same time? Just so, loud.

I came back here after a brief haiuts. A short stint of time where most of my hobbies either live or die. I'm glad to see this one make it out. It has progressed further in this race through life, but one cannot keep juggling every hobby forever. There is legit only so much time.

And that's the inspiration for bringing this back here. A palce to curate my thoughts and ideas. A bench to sit on in this crowded city of the internet. A place to set up shop. [Serve tea][1] - This tangent needs to be followed up at a later date.

All in all, I just want a place to share cool things that are just for me. A place that can hold like a museum to myself. A barometer of me. To have that perspective of what I would look like to see all my interests packed into one profile. What could you tell about a person? How would someone judge/relate to your profile?

A place free of etiquette where people can come to my wacky museum if they want.

So I chose here and I am reminded of why I chose here. Or I could just be rationalizing my previous decision to do so. Either way, I win?

All this so I can post overwatch replays. God damn.

AND I DIDN'T EVEN TALK ABOUT THE [SLAVIK INCIDENT][2]

all it does is make me upset

i fucking hate this

ugh i think i may leave for a bit....