Just a small update: after the death of my mother, I ended up moving in with a close friend. Unable to upkeep the house with my low income, even with any inheritance (something that would just be drained quickly). I needed to get out of there anyway, too many memories that were just... Haunting me.

The move itself wasn't terrible, but the previous roommate left behind one Hell of a mess. I honestly don't blame her (current roommate) for unable to clean such a thing, let alone after getting the same damn illness me and my mother were plagued with. So after I moved on the 22nd, I spent the past week cleaning with her. We're still not done, due to the garbage truck not coming on the previous Friday to empty the dumpster (and our living room was freaking PACKED with garbage bags).

We didn't have a lot of room to work with, including some place to set up my computer with all the stains on the floor. I barely had a place to sleep, needing to use the tarp that was used to move my bed underneath the mattress so it wouldn't get that horribly stained. I think I worked more this week than I ever had, especially in the cleaning department. We're not done yet, but... Something 'Good' might come out of this.

Regardless, that's why I disappeared for several days: packing, cleaning, unpacking, and getting organized. I don't have the best setup currently, but it's enough to start writing again. Little by little, things will start to feel normal, and though I am having some rough times (like when one of my birds died last Thursday), rough memories... I'm doing alright. Considering.

Your bear will be back to work soon <3
~Bartan