Dear friends and frenemies
I, Zap, have recently become more aware (don't worry, not like Skynet; more like Lt. Data, but not the evil side of Lt. Data when Lore gets ahold of him and he goes berzerk--bezerk--**** I give up ever trying to spell that word right, anyways just the good and kindly android-man that strives to become more human, even if it means living to 1,000 years old and all your friends die off). For years, I have pursued a persona that is unlike any other known to man: partially the straight shooting Zap Rowsdower, part cranky Pac-Man, and maybe some Michael Scott thrown in for good measure with a penchant for poorly conceived posts, artwork, and music. Now I know that the true meaning of friendship is being true to yourself and so I will go back to being myself again. I'll just be . . . me.
Just to be clear, I have buried the old persona in a field where cicadas sing from the grass and wildflowers overlook a hilly mountainside that turns a beautiful orange and purple during summer evenings. It's beautiful to look on the gravestone now and wonder what might have been. I will never think of the past with anything other than a warm smile and bask in the sinking sun of an era that will never return. Yet I will always be thankful for the memories and how each one has helped me grow ever closer to humanity as a result.
-Zap