All About Myself!

My long and eventful journey from my world to yours

Ten years ago I started a humble theater group in the valley with my sibling. The productions were admittedly small and we didn't have many members, but it was always a passion of ours and we made it work.

Please leave all comments for when I finish thank youu OK--so, this is how things were for a long time until I met you. When you inspired me to want more.

I SAID NO COMMENTS!!!

Anyway, there was a conference for professional and amateur writers in the area so I decided to stop by. I thought I was pretty good at coming up with stories but some reviews that week had told me otherwise...but I'm not getting into that.

So I get to the conference and I'm walking around and I see this guy just towering above everyone else looking completely lost (that's you)(well, other you but still). I went over to say hi and asked if you wanted to tag along with me and the rest is history.

Be patient, I'm getting there!

Ok, fine. And the rest is the rest of the story that I'm currently still telling right now that isn't finished. Happy?

Ha ha. OK MOVING ON we talked for a bit after the conference and promised to keep in touch. You and some other teachers GET OUT OF MY TOEXT BOX I gave you your own box over there anyway, you and some other teachers from Isle were only going to be in the city for the week but I really wanted to read some of your writing. I, of course, showed you the drafts I had brought with me for critique. You said it was promising, but I think you were just being nice.

I received a package one day with this massive bundle of novels, stage plays, notes on scraps of paper, anything and everything you'd ever written and never got to show. It was like you were just sitting on all of it waiting for the opportunity to finally present itself.
With the way time works for you, I guess you were.

I'm not embarrased to say I read all of it, but I do feel a bit silly for sending the whole lot back with a letter attached begging you to come visit again. You joined my theater group.

I skipped some stuff but it's not important. Well, it is important but thinking about it is...

I'm stil getting to the question I wanted to ask you.

I... I want to believe you were happy. I wanted you to be happy. I think there were days when you missed home, but whenever I asked if you wanted to go back you just said no.
"I have to be here" you said.
And then you'd think for a moment and seem troubled by what you just said. You'd look me in the eyes and correct yourself:
"I want to be here".
You were so skilled with words but sometimes I think you got those two mixed up. Maybe to you all those haves and needs and wants are all the same, I really don't know.

And so we wrote shows together, and people really liked them. Benches we could barely fill became packed audiences, a cast of five became a cast of 10 to 15, and the little theater company soon made a name for itself. When things got too busy my sibling handed their co-ownership duties to you in favor of starting a little shop of their own, but I think they just wanted to drop everything and run away with our props guy when no one was watching.

Which is fine, no judgement here.

But even as co-owner you hated the spotlight. Everything you wrote was under the same pseudonym: Augur. I asked you what it meant but you'd just chuckle and not answer.

Where did you get that??

How am I supposed to know?? You're the one who knew the word.

Other you yeah.

MmmI think the world I crossed through is bleeding into here and it's messing with everything.

I'll patch it up later, there's probably a way to do it.

But yeah things were good. You seemed happy, at least, until...

There was this fire in the village.
It started out small, and we thought we could handle it but it just...it kept burning and burning. I thought it would just eat through everything until nothing was left. And as we watched it tear down our little theater your expression just...changed.

You never said a word, but you were so serene. Just walking forward into that theater as if it were any other day.

I watched you walk into the fire and never come back.

Why?

No, not that. I mean why do it? Why walk into a burning building without a second word? You just—

—left without an explanation or even a goodbye, nothing.

I could have done something.

I should have told you how I felt.

I'm sorry. That was a bit much.

I'm so sorry.

We met?

But we weren't close.

I'm sorry.

You said we met twice.

Bird above...

Did I give you a disease or something?

Gosh that's right.

Wait and then I just died?

And you never said anything to me?

Why not?? Wouldn't you have known?

Did...did you just let me die then?

You say that, but you didn't know I'd contact you today. That's something! That shows what you see might be wrong!

You? Forgetting?

But you remember meeting me when I'm a two pump chump circus director?

Are you serious??

STD :(

Really funny man. You can'tOH

OHHHH

WAIT BUT

I THOUGHTIT WAS A DISEASE!!!

A BABY ISN'T A DISEASE!!??

I thought I gave you some kind of infection and left but you're telling me I left you alone with a baby?????

I wouldn't have known that though :(

And you didn't want that?

You keep saying that but what do you mean? Die how?

But...wouldn't I have only been there because you sent me away?

You didn't even want to take a chance?

Well it doesn't help that you make some of them happen.

Maybe not! Maybe if you had let me stay I never would've been in that fire!

Ok.