OD is that old childhood home that you just don't want to leave. You can't fathom leaving even though there is a mold problem, the appliances are old and falling apart, and the house is outdated. Hell it's almost completely dilapidated. You. just. don't. want. to. leave. It's not logical, but it's just how it is. it's the memories, man.
I've been there since 1999. Holy hell, batman.
I haven't written over there in a long time although I visit the site daily. It has gotten harder and harder to sign in, to pull up the favorites page, to read my favorites, etc.
I'm here, though. Let's stick with the house metaphor and says that it's a bit uncomfortable and smells like new paint, but I can see that the wall right there is a great place to hang my favorite picture. So, I'm off to hunt for my people. Maybe I'll even write here, for a change, there's an idea!
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