So today I finally voted on enough flashes to trade in my broken bottle for a shaving blade. After all the time I spent with my lovely bottle, I have grown attached to it. Now I sometimes don't even realize I posted in a thread until I look at my name and realize that I'm a level higher, and then slap myself for being such an idiot.

Losing that bottle was like losing a part of who I am, I just don't feel complete without it. That bottle was the peanut butter to my jelly sandwich. Moving on will be rough, especially during the first few days, maybe even weeks. That bottle was like a brother to me, I treated it like family. It's like a injured baby pidgion you nurse back to health and you're so sad to let go.

But it hasn't even been a whole day yet, so maybe like with all things, I will grow accustomed to them over time. But for now, I'll have to just remember the good ol' days I spent with my previous level. The memories we had together won't be forgotten, just the time we have apart will.

Time heals all wounds, I guess...

EDT: One month old post. WHOO :P