Friday, February 17, 2017
I once had a friend who escaped the games industry and made a new life for herself up north. I didn’t hear from her again, but I was happy for her that she made it out.
Thank you, Facebook, for reminding me that her three year-old son was eaten by a crocodile eight years ago.
It certainly makes the daily banter that invades my feed about Donald Trump seem completely idiotic.