I am the one outside the circle, keeping the rhythm for the dancers. I am the one wandering around the dance floor, never quite joining in. I am the one laughing out loud where others do no more than whisper. I am the one who will listen and comment without quite joining in. I am the singer, the reveler, and I may appear alone, but grab me without my permission and there will be consequences. Come and join me, though, and we’ll have a grand old time.
It’s that time of year again. Time for another swift kick in the arse from my god. Time to go back to the real world with all the knowledge gained at Con, to leave one set of friends and head back to another. I’m too tired to say more tonight, other than that it was a wonderful weekend. Don’t let me forget to write about the Viking invasion of the buffet line, though; it was epic! Also, I picked up some great artwork that I just can’t share online. You’ll have to ask for it in person.