Awe there you are, my good friend rage.
Where have you been the last little while? I have been stuck with anxiety and depression and they are no fun at all.
You on the other hand feed the beast, a beast I have grown quite fawned of in this twisted life of mine.
Months of placidly going through the motions of smiling and pretending to be happy, is starting to make my brain hurt. Making me numb is really all I have been doing.
I miss the rage, why must to leave again?