Is It Really That Bad?

Last week, i got to hug goofe again, for the first time since 20 19. It's these moments, for me at least, that remind me of how alive i am. To fear death is to be human, after all. And a bit of fantasy goes a long way to help soften that reality. People on the outside looking in kind of go like, oh, it's a bunch of fantasy obsessed, addle minded, dizzy adults. Yho. Can't look beyond disney and see the real world? No, i dosee the real world,. which is why, in my free time, i like to spend some of that time in th pantasy.