The other islanders have all conspired while I was away and have decided to call me "muffin". Apparently it had been 5 months since I last logged into Animal Crossing? It's been one hell of a quarantine. I can honestly hardly remember however many months ago it was when this all hit but I do know at one point I spent the last $60 I had to buy this video game. I chose it over food.
Since then my mother has retrieved me from that depressive tomb in NYC to live with her in CO. I played the game on the road but fell out of the habit after my father kicked me out of his house. Originally I was going to stay with him and somehow that migration was more difficult than the one across the country-- I've just recently settled in, really, to my new dwellings.
The villagers all expressed their concern for my whereabouts and I tried to make up for the guilt by uprooting all the weeds right away. It's nice to see not much has changed really and that life goes on without me.
This weekend I'll be visiting my little sister who goes to college about 4 hours from where I'm staying. It's even more in the middle of nowhere than here. It'll be good for all of us to relax and recharge briefly before winter settles in.