..They’re getting Kicked in the face.
As I gather up the energy to continue working after my last Rec session, I sit in my Workstation chair, and just listen. I listen to the silence, I listen to the buzz of all the equipment, just waiting for me to use it to make something. Without me to actually muster up the want to create, nothing will happen. It’s at this moment, that I realize that you are the reason that I even bothered to think that I could make it this far. You always believed in me, and made it known that you believed in me, which is what I always loved about you. It’s strange really, because you were never mine to love, not my own, and I preferred it that way; i would never be good enough for you. Its odd and sad that you are no longer in my life the way I would prefer. I highly doubt that it matters to you, and this open letter it just another footnote in your life, but without you, amoung other things, I dont know if this would be my reality. Anyways, for what its worth, Thank you. You may never know this, but you saved my life. I dont know where I would be without you.
See you around, Scout.