...for good. I must thank both Donk and Horace for your gracious attitudes towards my flake-tastic lifestyle. I'm sorry. I'm never there when you want me to be, it seems.
So yes, decision's made, I've signed the papers, I'm coming back. Wow. It was abrupt. It wouldn't have been so if it weren't objectively the best decision I could have made. But it is. So much more is available to me here. I've got to learn to let go of things, but I'm a collector you see. Once I have something, I have it forever.
It's time to cut that shit out.