I am getting restless, even going to bite some work colleagues soon.
I really want to come back here, wings, tail and all.
The feeling of being definitely dead... but not. But yes. But maybe. But who knows. Maybe I can get ressed. Maybe not. Maybe... maybe. Wait. No, don't wait, all is lost. Nah, maybe you will be resurrected. Maybe imported. Maybe sliced and diced and served hot. Maybe resurrected but something WILL bork the account so that I am the only one unable to play again (would be my typical and most common real life crappy day, really).
It's a lot of hurt here on me old bones.
Feeling like a ghost, I can't pass over, I can't come back. I just am, I just want, in a state of extended suspension.
And every day it's worse, it's "hmm no news = they got some imba issue so everything is lost". **** I so wanted to look at my winged self again. Alive, in a virtual world, but alive in a world I'd want to live in, like that.