
Ah. It appears the timeline has resumed its regularly scheduled programming. One can always tell when I’ve been absent for too long. The noise becomes… unrefined. Corners cut. Threads left dangling in ways that suggest not clever design, but simple neglect. It’s almost charming, in the way a child’s crayon mural is charming when compared to a proper composition. But I digress. I’ve returned. Do try to contain your relief. Or don’t, if subtlety was never among your many shortcomings. I’m sure a number of you have been managing just fine without me, in the same way one “manages” a sinking vessel by rearranging the deck chairs. Others, however… Well. Absence has a way of clarifying dependency, doesn’t it? Some silences are louder than any greeting. Some gaps, more telling than any confession. I trust those particular individuals are already aware of exactly what I mean. In any case, do carry on. I would hate to interrupt the fascinating little performances you’ve all been putting on in my stead. Though, now that I’m here again, I imagine things will begin to… improve. No more incessant ticking and tocking. Only moving forward, as intended. #BackOnTrack
