Slipping out the back a little early, as is my way.
I can be found.
...No, that's not right. This would be a Cool thing to do, but I'm here to be sincere, not cool. If cohost has meant anything to me, that's the only choice.
What can I say? This was my home. I loved it here, and I'm quite picky. cohost shutting down hurts, and it's good that it hurts - it hurts because I let myself believe, and I was able to open up, and I got to know people in a way that I don't think I would have on Twitter or Tumblr, where we're all more guarded. Will this happen again? I hope so, and I think enough people have tasted blood here for that hope to be reasonable. If it does, I'll be there.
...Well, and it still is my home for a little while, so let's do this. I still have some drafts left.
Final day. Post for the future. Here together.
