Me, at home with my wife and family, contentedly sitting by the fireplace: I love my life
My son, age 8, looking up from his phone in alarm: Mother, people are saying that Homestuck has updated
Me, with a solemn look on my face as i rise from my chair: I have to go
My wife of 30 years, tears streaming down her face as she follows me out of the room: Margaret please, you don’t have to do this!!
Me, with shaking hands, reaching into the medicine cabinet for the grey facepaint: I’m sorry Sharon, it has to be this way
