Some time ago, I suffered a great loss. No one died, but it was a great blow to my morale... and in a way, my innocence died. I realized how fragile happiness can be. I found myself lacking motivation. I was anxious and listless at work. In short, my heart was broken. Over time, I healed--the loss faded from the forefront of my mind. I moved on, but I never truly forgot.
But recently--as I suspect you all know by now--something amazing happened. Something big. This didn't just affect me, but the whole world. A move that gave me a reason to hope, to dream... to live again. The loss that I had suffered, was now erased, and replaced by something more stable. Something beautiful, and inspiring.
Of course this loss and subsequent inspiration that I'm talking about is the death of Scrabulous and its recent rebirth as Lexulous.
I have a reason to live again. Praise Thor, god of thunder and wordplay! I think that's right, isn't it?
