"Forgive me Father for I have Sinned. It has been two years and two days since my last confession."
Oh mah hunny bunny. My spaceship bride. How could I have done this to you? Once my most beloved plaything, my pixellated-pixie of an English Channel that I swam every day- why? Because you were there. Of course you were, we carved you out of the interspace and filled you with fun foolishness and spirited nonsense. I let you languish. I left you in New York, along with sweaty trainrides. But I don't need to go back there to get one of those two things into my life again. We left you in a Cleveland basement. We abandoned you, ripe words rotting on the virtual vine.
The Calvalry is coming, baby. Even if it's just me carrying a sack of potatoes and screaming in my underwear. Two Years, Two Days, Too Long.
I needed you more than you needed me.