I feel like a relic. The old age of this place is nearly dead, and I can see the last few of us slipping away. It will be for the better in the end, I'm sure, but for now all it is is sad. Sad, and lonely.

I have said everything before, I know. If you could go back to when I first came here, I said the same things and I felt the same way. Sentimental anon was sentimental then and he still is today. Maybe it has been my greatest fault in all of this.

Good luck to you, wherever you are and wherever you're headed.