ssɐlƃ ƃuᴉʞool ǝɥʇ ɥƃnoɹɥ┴
Join Date: Oct 2012
Location: Florida, Oosa
In 1992, while camping in Maine I met up with a girl living with her parents in a camper traveling around the nation. We remained together for a few months until they left for Florida, we were very much in love at the time but due to school, long distance, etc, it just was not meant to be. In the mid 90s her friend got in contact with me over the internet, and all three of us would keep in touch with one another through yahoo chat, and email for a few years. Eventually, in 1999 they asked me to come to Florida, so I decided to throw all caution to the wind and move to Florida despite having almost no money to my name, the plan was originally to be homeless and work my way out. When I arrived in Florida my former GF's friend, invited me to live with her. I did move in, and initially we were friends, eventually we found my former GF and I were not compatible anymore and we left on amiable terms - actually she suggested her friend and I get together, which we did.
That is the very shortened version of how I met my wife, just one strange coincidence after another. I actually have a journal entry in a notebook somewhere in my garage, along with a ton of love letters, audio tapes we would send to one another, and also pictures, and so on all from 1992. At some point, I'll probably upload a picture of the then 17 year old ZoneBox with my first girlfriend.
I swear, at times my life feels too insane to be true.
Live and let live
"Whoever fights monsters should
see to it that in the process he does not become a
monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss,
the abyss will gaze back into you."