The book I’m writing has the main character finding their stride at 35. In grateful I didn’t start taking writing seriously until now. I think that older characters are untapped and show that, in spite of how old you are, you never stop learning and growing.

Look at me, crying in the club.

If you can read my vibes online, dude, in what comes after it all, know that I love and miss you, Tiberius.

You were too good for what the world gave you, but you gave us still here an example to follow. Cross that rainbow bridge with pride.

I still message his old Discord sometimes.

He got me and my friend group through so much and I think back about how we took him for granted as a cornerstone of our friendship.

Cherish your friends. They may vanish before you could say how much you loved them.

And when I say change, I mean a meteor could hurdle itself towards Earth but phase out of existence because it would hit on the day you won the lottery, and that can’t happen.

Why? Because the elder scroll says so.

Agony. Dismay. Torment.

Why would I be called out like this?

D&D is a hobby for everyone and I will scream it from the mountain tops. Hope your gf had a great time!