It is now three weeks since my forced hiatus from Second Life. I quit Djing, Managing, Hosting, Dublin, Brugges, My Friends, My Family in the space of an hour whilst all around me my real life was tumbling down and being thrown around.
For those not in the know, I was made homeless. And not through any fault of my own I will have you know. So I am bunking on a friend’s sofa whilst I try to figure out how to fix my fucked up life – which you can imagine is not the most comfortable when you have two dogs who demand to sleep wherever you sleep too.. be it on your head, your face, your feet…
I miss everyone so much. I am staring at my despondate computer where I am living with despair. No television, no internet, no SL… This makes Kezzy a dull girl!!
It’s just not fair…
And what happens when I eventually do get back? Are my friends going to be there? Does my family actually miss me? What about my jobs, my plot of land?
I feel so completely… out of control
Kezzy, hun, you should know you will always have a friend in me, whether I’m in SL or not. I miss you too & I hope everything works out right for you. I’m only in SL on Sunday evenings these days, and occasional forays when someone’s having a birthday bash they want a DJ for or whatever.
Your friends will be still here hon. This is transient, you will be back before you know it.