therightbastard

Home again.

More than a week of city-hopping, cuddles, fresh conversations, reunions with old and new friends, and drinking like I was doing it for a paycheck have now come to a close.

Last call for chaos, you don't have to crawl home, but you can't sleep here.

And now I'm left with the question of whether to pull the armor back on for a while, or try to let it rust where it lies. I kinda like what happens when you leave the house without it, but it's an ugly old world out there.

I think I just answered my own question just now.

Hope to see you out in the world, kids.