I just killed myself and now I post from afterlife where Roxybon is CEO of some big company and I'm her very close assistant, her right hand. The world seems to be some Y2K limbo, twin towers are still standing and there's this slight greenish and bleak "filter" everyhwere, but in warm, familliar and intimate indoor places though it's seems to go away and gives place for nice colors and cozy feeling.
It's fucking great!