I know, I go away and come again another day like rain, but nevertheless, the hunter has returned. I've made something of a habbit of departing abruptly, and I sincerely hope that nobody takes it personally. There just comes time where I feel as though I acquired all I can out of something for a time being, like squeezing all of the water from a wetrag, I squeezed all I could. I just start to not feel it, I lose interest, and I needed sometime to recharge my batteries, and to make everything feel inspiring, new, and fun again. I feel like everyone kinda had enough of me anyway. Well, I'm back, I guess, did I miss anything?
