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I had a nice talk with myself the other day, I feel like I covered a lot of ground and I understand things a lot better now than I did before. For weeks I was in fear that I had been loosing myself part by part. That I wouldn't be the same man I was before, the man who created countless worlds, that had an imagination that could create countless tales and mysterious things. The one who understood things far beyond what many could grasp. I was afraid I had lost him, but no. He isn't lost just tucked away because the life I live today, right now. Is not a place for him, he cannot thrive here. In a time when money is a huge issue, when where I'm going to live, what my job is, all these very world weary things... James, the real James can't survive here. I needed someone else, someone who could just be a work horse, pave the path to where the real James could come out again, thrive, become better than he ever was.

This is who I need to be, right now.