so, i hear they’re comin’, today.

the whispers say that OD is dead.

i’m going to back up all my shit on here and run before i lose it all.

i’ve threatened to leave this place so many times in 15 years. or however long i’ve had one.

and now it looks like it’ll just be unceremoniously sending me to the chamber.

so, thanks for…whatever you’ve given me, OD. i don’t even know the sum of the parts. i’ll turn up somewhere, sometime, but, for now, adieu.