It strikes me as I log into Deviantart for the first time in many a year, that very little has actually changed. This comes as a surprising relief, as all around me everything seems to be different, and I'm barely able to distinguish various aspects of my life from each other, much less their once glorious former selves. Possibly this lack of distinction, this fuzzyness, is alcohol related. Am I inebriated whilst writing this? Well, maybe. Maybe the rest of the world is inebriated, and I am the only sober man alive. This makes much more sense in my head.

Well, look upon my wares once more then, you filthy alcoholics.