One Girl Revolution

I fear for you.

The world is a cruel place.

The good guys don’t always win.

And most of what you will do will never be appreciated by anyone.

How will you be able to chuckle at stupid jokes after spending all day finding the corpse of a barely 15-year-old prostitute who died because someone wanted their 30 dollars back?

How long will it take you to smile with meaning again after someone you knew, liked, and enjoyed working with dies because he hesitated to use his weapon lest he lose his job?

I won’t know what to say.

I won’t know what to do.

I do know that I don’t want to sacrifice who you are now to the worst depravity of humanity for a public who will resent you for it.

I have one year.  One year to enjoy you as you are.  12 months for Warmachine and Xenosaga, Magic games and RPGs.  365 days in which “What?” will still be able to make you laugh even after a hard day.