Mid-transmutation and wrestling with (feelings of) paranoia, confusion, laziness, and guilt, I had to take some down time. But in my experience, announcing it always leads into not actually breaking in the end, so I finally cut myself off cold-turkey. But can you guess how much I thought of this place by the day? Though self-expression was on pause, because there was no established self to speak, I often wondered about you all. Time slowed, rendering weeks into years, and now it feels as meeting anew. So... hello, Charlotte. You can call me G, or Gustave. How do you do?