Today’s photo is supposed to be my favorite memory. I think that’s a bit difficult. Of course, most of my good memories are all rosy because of that whole “The past is golden” effect.
All that being said, I’m going to pick THIS picture, which was taken shortly after I moved to the Asteroid. I was mid-DM-ing when this was taken, with my original DnD group playing Anola Oil, a funsies campaign that was largely based around food-stuffs.
Why would I pick this, you ask?
Because, when I first moved here, I was mostly completely independent. Or I was once I got my first bike ( which would be around the time this was taken. ) I had a small, but tightly knit, group of friends who, for better or worse, mostly hung on my every word ( I’m a narcissist and I know that. ) particularly where DnD was involved, and I was making things work on my own. I think part of the reason I remember that time so fondly is because it was preceded by such unpleasantness and because I’ve mostly blocked out the terrible that was involved then :D
What about you? What is one of your happiest memories and why?
( I’m sure I’ll get NO comments. I never do when I ask discussion questions, then I always feel very, very silly in retrospect :p )