I have the best girlfriend a man could ask for. But as with all things, the happiness is muted. My daughter died in march. It’s only gotten worse. My projects are the only thing I can focus on and truly find some form of success in. I fear I will alienate my loved ones and die alone in a workshop or lab somewhere. I wish I felt bad or upset by this but it’s more of a gray puzzlement. I just don’t see the world as a member of it. Only a slightly deranged spectator
Times seem slim and tough lately but I recently rediscovered the army today. Having been a follower of the doctor I have been isolated for some time now but we shall persevere and I with you! After escaping my incarceration in a political jail (the vietnamese were not nearly as impressed with my work as I had hoped) I wish to turn my love and zeal for the cause to aid in spreading the message of a positive future. To a better world and a toy for every man, woman, child, pet, and any other living thing you care to name.