Over three years, and I couldn't bring myself to post anything. I guess posting things is just something I really don't want to do. I treasure the art I've purchased, very dearly. I just... can't bare the thought of strangers staring at me, judging me, appraising me. I wanted a gallery of my own to browse and enjoy the memories and stories I created in my head. But maybe I'm too lazy to put in the work of keeping the continuity, I don't know.

I'm sad to see this account so neglected. I've unconsciously returned to my roots of being a ghost/watcher account. Maybe that's for the best. No body is going to read this.

I've created some characters and bought some adopts that deserve to see the light of day. But I'm overwhelmed by the work. I love them, but I don't have what it takes to give them proper care. I'm ashamed. But more than anything, I'm tired.