She is coming home...
18 months. Year and a half. Poof, gone. Days passed faster than I’d have ever believed. It has been a busy and eventful period of time also on this end, and I’m thrilled she is coming home. I know that emotion is fueled by completely selfish reasons, but it doesn’t make it any less true.
We here are getting her back. I’m getting my “let’s go donate blood”-buddy back (finding a replacement was surprisingly hard)! My “oh, somebody else is also up at 4am”-friend back (even harder to replace)! The INTP to my INFP.
I am aware that this experience probably changed her like this time also changed me. We are not the same people than we were at Fall 2014, we can’t just pick things up where we left them. But I’m anxious to meet this new Laura, hear her stories, tell her mine, and get to know her again.
To Laura: Thank you for trusting your blogs to my care. I hope I didn’t mess anything up. After a while I couldn't anymore update your fandom blog - I lost the courage that I’d have any idea what you’d have posted.
To readers: Thank you for tolerating me and my long absences. I tied my very best.
Cheers, C:T
