The Old Place

With regards to life and love, every once in a while I try to peek in here to see how things are going. I must admit, I'm a bit surprised that this place is still here. It's not that I lack faith in the mods, it's just been a very long time since I've been here.

So, for what ever reason, I've returned to see how my old house is. Plenty of cob webs. It looks like the door bell has been rung a few times. Sadly, I was not here to answer it's chime. I've noticed that I've stopped receiving mail here too. That's good, I guess. Just another thing to gather dust.
I've pulled back the canvas cover so carefully laid over my favorite chair. This is the one I used to sit at when I posted about life, and the pursuit of all things anime. I still watch anime. Even now my tastes haven't changed much. My passion for giant robots and their troubled, angst-y pilots still burns brightly. (cough..Gundam Unicorn..cough)

I can't believe this chair is still so cozy after all these years. So many good times gone away so quickly. Perhaps I should stay for just a bit. You know, clean up a bit and get things arranged the way they were. Maybe not exactly the way they were, but sorted and put away. Who knows, maybe some of my old neighbors might stop by and say hello. Sometimes we need a port in the storm to rest. After all, that's what this place was for me and many others so long ago.

I'll leave the light on. At least for now. Try to keep a moth or two toasty.
We'll see.

Yours,

Grif

The Prodigal Grifter

Funny how some things change while other stay exactly as you left them.
What brings me to say that? Probably the same thing that brings the cat around.
Pure and simple curiosity, nothing more.
It seems that in my absence, not much has gotten clearer. Well, maybe the future.
That seems to be getting a bit brighter.
To hear me talk like this makes it sound as though I've had it rough and difficult. On the contrary, I've been fine.
I can't say that I've had any great loss or have suffered any indignities. I'm just existing.

While some of you who read this may find that to be a dull and boring way to live out these years so generously granted. That couldn't be farther from the truth. The only reason some of us live is because it's an inevitability. If that is to be then let it be with purpose. If you're going to be, then shine like a super nova and burn bright. Let the world know who you are and that you'll be right here. Happen in the dark where no light shows. Paint the day with azure dreams with ideas outlined in love. Let them pour from your heart freely.

There was a day that I existed on here and did just that. I did it for a time and then I had to go. But not before I made my mark on lives and in memories just as others made their impressions on me.
Now, it is up to you, brave ones, to eclipse this old legend and write a new chapter and conquer the hearts and minds of the unseen. Lift your voices like a symphony and with boldness go and be who you were always meant to be.

Though these halls lay hushed and the walls speak no longer. Take heart for the dull glow of a wick from a single oil lamp still flickering, still warming any who wonder into this humble abode, still seeking its origins. Know that where I hung my hat was this place I called home.

I won't stay too long. Just long enough to say that I'm happy and proud.
Long enough to say good bye.

Adieu,

Grif