It has been a year now since I left my Gaijinland to land in the middle of nowhere.
A year during which I had nothing to say but my very first thread.
When I read it again....and again....and again I find it perfect and very actual.
I still have nothing to say or to add.
I feel empty. My voice has no echo. My fingers type no more. I don't even have a pen anymore. My imagination is becoming sterile.
I am very bored and can't get creative at all.
I gotta shake this rust off of me...I gotta get the hell out of here!
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