17 year of the royal, 18 year of going in circles, 19 year of how can this not be death;- honestly, I could do with a good number. 16 is best, it’s just that it wasn't allowed to truly last.

improvements in principle, despite various takes on things by life; on aggregate has died. I am sorry to be miserable, but it’s not easy when you’re not allowed to be either different to compensate or normal to fit in at the same time. It does rather turn life into nothing but exercises steered by the motive of what’s the middle way this time, this time, this time.

you ready for me with a mind of my own yet; or are you still sussing how for it to just be everybody elses still’