Dear fellas,
I can't believe how fast things move irl. I interacted with a real person once or twice before my headset broke, but now they're dragging me everywhere. Real life went and got itself in a big damn hurry.
The jannies in /vg/ got me banned again, so I try to keep busy at my job, making sandwiches at the Subway. It's hard work and I try to keep up, but my hands hurt most of the time. I don't think the store manager likes me very much.
Sometimes after work, I fold a piece of cardboard and put it on my face. I keep thinking, if I believe enough, I will be at a meetup and say hello, but it never happens. I hope wherever you fellas are in VRC, you're doing okay and making new friends.
I have trouble sleepin' at night. I have bad dreams like I'm still holding my Valve Index Knuckles™. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am.
Maybe I should get me a Quest 2 and log in after work so I'd be with you again. I could make a facebook account while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense any more. I don't like it here. I'm tired of being irl all the time. I've decided not to stay. I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old fag like me.

P.S: Tell P I'm sorry I crashed him a couple of times. No hard feelings. Anon.