I like that sentiment. Ultimately in life I think you have to be yourself in the end, no matter how many people try to make you wear a mask or be someone else. It can take a lot to find yourself when everyone else is trying to mould you to their ideas.

Merci, my dearest friend.

Thank you, my Trojan princess :)

Sorry to hear about that but I am glad that you are both unhurt.

Sentiment isn't so easy to let go of, so my advice would be: Don't throw away anything that you think (or KNOW) that you'll end up missing or regretting later. Going through stuff from the past and revisiting old memories can be hard, so I admire you for wanting to tackle this if that's what you think is best for you.

She really could be anywhere! I never know she's around until I hear her voice ask me to "pass the dip" or "pass the mustard" and I nearly jump out of my skin! No, Paris isn't stalking me, we just end up in the same restaurants on occasion. Funnily enough I remember one time at Dorsia, when she came up to me and said "pass the Ed" before correcting herself to "I mean pass the..." looking round and getting annoyed "Oh damnit! Where did he go?" and then she left. Didn't make much sense at the time, so I sent it into Leonard Nimoy, since he used to do that unexplained mysteries show but since he didn't reply or make a new show, I'm guessing he was at a loss too.

Thank you, Ed.

When little Maximillian comes of age, I'll be happy to buy him a Kindle with you, princess.

That's beautiful, darling. Like you.