In which I think I’m musing about shared intense experiences about friends, but really I’m talking about NPC population control.. Or something like that..
In which I attempt to not sound undead and I muse a little about death in video games and tabletop roleplaying games.
In which I muse about being other people and who wonderful it is to do, when I can feel free to.
In which I muse on the things I haven’t done, and try to think of ways to forgive or forge forward.
In which I try to give space to thoughts about not taking up too much space..