day one after Anthrocon and it's already starting to sink in, you know what I'm talking about. that sense that the world around us doesn't seem to care. there is something in the way that people interact, how they talk, or dress, or go to work that just makes it seem like they don't care. they don't care about their jobs or their insurance or the traffic, they don't even seem to care about the things they are supposed to care about like families or church, and if they care so little about themselves then you can only imagine the level of indifference that they feel for you and me. they may smile as they walk past you or compliment your clothes, some may even go through the trouble of dressing up for their appointments but the culture and manners that they use are all lies. the decorum that we conduct ourselves with is nothing more than a cheap substitute for the emotions and care that we are supposed to show for one another. a thin shell, completely transparent if you look closely enough. in each person's lives they are the heroes of their own story, but that makes everyone else less important, the comic relief or the trusty sidekick, or even just supporting extras in the story of their life and we eventually forget how to care. it makes me wonder what will become of us in the future, if we will eventually not even care enough to fake our way through life, if in the future we will mindlessly shamble around going through a pointless routine, completely dead to the world. it sometimes seems as though the only place where anyone genuinely gives a rat's ass about other people is when I see people just like you at conventions or other gatherings. it's odd that we would find meaning and respect in each other when we try to find a way to escape society, but maybe not so odd as it may seem. if society is a place where people deem each other unworthy then when we escape from society should we really be so surprised to find the values that society has left behind? in our strange little corners of reality where we shy away from normality to find ourselves we find something even better, each other and as long as compassion and equality exist, even if they are only in the darkest corners of the that humanity has forgotten then there is still hope that humanity will find that spark again.
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I'm back. it's been a little while since I've written anything but I'm still here. I'm sorry I've been gone for so long but I've been dealing with a lot in my life from a new job to struggling with depression, and although I might not be able to put out something new twice a week like I used to I will at least be able to make an effort to start writing again. if you're still bothering to read what I have to say after all this time I want to thank you so much for the support you show me. this was something that I had the idea to write in the airport on my way home after Anthrocon when I felt like I was being swindled by the airline, it took me a little longer than I had hoped to finally finish it but here it is finally. I hope you enjoy.

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