I should've posted this for Black Friday, but screw it. · 3:04am Sunday
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At least I finally got Torchlight II for the Switch. Such a good game.
I wasn't aware this trailer had been released until a few days ago. If the leaks I've read about this film are true though, it's going to be a carbon copy of a film I've never seen and have one of the most amazingly stupid endings this side of The Devil Inside.
I'm sold!
Realistically speaking: this story didn't need a sequel. Heck, I didn't even know where to take it. That is, until about an hour ago.
Stars was a spur of the moment story and likewise, this one is to. The one difference is where as the original was metaphorical piece for alien abduction, this one is more aimed at divine revelation.
If I ever write a third one, I'm certain it'd be about creation of life.
What a ride this show's been. Granted, I haven't watched it since July of 2015. That's besides the point though. I've quite enjoyed my time in this community. I also love the folks I've met here. You guys have brought a smile to my face and helped me through many of the most arduous times in my life.
Though I'd almost definitely give it all up for a Ford Mustang.
For the past few months, I've been thinking a lot about this story. It holds an odd place in my heart. On one hand, I'm proud that I managed to complete it. I've always been more of a one-shot kind of author. On the other hand, it came out nothing like I'd intended.
And despite how proud I am, the disappointment of how it was nothing like I'd intended vastly outweighs any pride I feel.
I want anyone that reads this to stop for a moment and think about the friends they've made. They don't have to have to be friends from just FiMFiction. They can be friends from school, Facebook, an online video game, or work. Those friends undoubtedly hold a special place in your heart, and with good reason. However, there's something that I'd like to take the time to talk about—from a personal place that I believe isn't examined enough.