It appears that, despite not populating these forums since the cusp between YC 121 and YC 122, some things have never changed. Whilst I have been hiding from my past as a member of the Cult of James that was the New Halaima Code of Conduct - reflecting, seeking inner clarity of who I am and who I want to be, watching the once gleaming institution of CODE. collapse as I started to see more and more of the cracks in my former beliefs - Miss Kim hasn’t changed one iota.
Whilst, my dear, I don’t expect you to remember who or what I was, I never forgot about you. But that will come to pass. I merely wanted to exclaim that your single-minded bullishness brought to me a wave of… What’s the negative version of nostalgia?.. that urged me back out of the shadows.
They say familiarity either breeds comfort or contempt, I hear…