Happy To See You, Again

Deja you.

Where have you been?

When I left, it was a perfect world. The economy was hummin’, the speakers were drummin’, and the church bells were ringin’. Maybe not the best of all possible worlds, but a workable world given people, given nations, given leaders, given greed.

Given the given.

I get so busy, the X-Men are always after me, and then there’s the markets, and money to fret over. Oh and Ai.

You know, given the given.

So maybe, yes, maybe I know; I’m still perfecting the pastel pastiche poster version of patriotism.

So, where were you?