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The first part started out well. Lots of gaming talk, sharing ideas, a good time.
The talking got more personal, and was not so much a good time.

I think my dancing kung fu has gone into remission.

I forsee many long sessions of carrying buckets of water on poles.
Of punching a makiwara.
Of waiting for my Muse to find me again.

For it has gone, baby gone.

For now.