A bizarre return? Maybe.

Day 957, 19:41 • Published in Canada Canada • by Citizen HEM

"Who am I? What am I doing here?"

The above is a quote from Admiral James Stockdale, who during the American Vice Presidential debate of 1992 attempted to poke fun at his own surprise in running as H. Ross Perot's Vice President. Nothing better can describe my own first thoughts on "returning" to Erepublik,

I consider the last time I logged on, the differing dynamics, the variety of players. Even back at my peak I faced a myriad of obstacles and blockades that prevented advancement and development.

I stand here, behind the same moniker that I first held as I addressed the Erepublik world for the first time. Indeed, my first steps today seem almost synonymous with the struggles and concerns I held almost two years ago when I first enjoyed this game in its beta phase.

My current location and financial situation symbolize a thousand crazed endeavors, and even more broken hopes and crashed changes. The last time I played I envisioned a rapid rise to power and influence, perhaps over some tiny insignificant entity.

In that frenzy, I escaped war torn arenas of battle to enter Canada, I petitioned for citizenship, and then proceeded to once again vanish.

It was only a few days ago that my mind wandered to the thought of returning. At first, I destroyed the idea.

Preposterous. I could never re-learn, nor rebuild a career. Simply ludicrous.

But my curiosity got the best of me, and hence you read this near-schizophrenic and frankly bizarre writing.

My friends, I honestly have no idea what is in store for myself. If anyone would like to give a point in the right direction, or offer advise on which political party to join, what grocery stores are best, and which waitresses give you nasty looks when the tips are low, I would appreciate it all massively

No matter what happens, ultimately, this will be interesting.