Time to think about Redlin of ten years ago. Oh boy.
Red ten years ago was an Escapist Magazine Forum Games creature who spent time after work in the city haunting a starbucks with a netbook to play Forum Games and chat on Skype. Red of 2012 was being led along by a liar in California who said she was one name and really was another, a much different kinda girl who never thought that the LDR would go places. He didn't think he'd be talking to another incredible girl, let alone living with her.
Red ten years ago wouldn't have thought he'd be engaged in 2022, that a gigantic war was a hair trigger away, that his career would be in shambles but that he'd have an odd peace with being a failure in his own metrics. Maybe next year will have things going right, maybe not, but work is work and life is life. My life is better with my partner now and I will work hard to keep on keeping on.
No promises on big updates or whatever. I exist, I am still Redlin, I'm gonna take another stab at film work in the next year but if I end up goddamn mailman, it doesn't matter. Nothing matters but carrying on as best you can and keeping your loved ones safe!
Jan 5 edit: More sober, in the New Year, less vindictive about past Red. The what could have beens and where I'd bes will always befuddle me so it's best to just move on.
- Red
