got to meet you pretty late. It was the end of November 2015, and I was
having a Really Bad Time™. I had been having a Really Bad Time™ for
half a year.
I wanted to show Inception to a friend of mine
who I knew would have loved it, so I re-watched it with them. It was
the umpteenth re-watch for me and I don’t know what was different that
time, but I got curious and a couple months later I started reading fanfictions and drawing
the characters (especially Arthur and Eames). So I started getting
involved with you guys in the fandom… and I also started getting better.
years ago you created an amazing community and you have cared for it
ever since with painstaking dedication and love. I can’t vouch for the
Inception fandom of six years ago, but I can talk about what it is now.
And, now, it is breathtaking. I’ve never experienced something
this engaging. This community is full of great people bursting with
ideas and passion. You are a welcoming and enthusiastic and
extraordinarily tight-knit group of fellas that gave me a place to
unwind and have fun; I’ve never felt more accepted in my life. I’m
amazed and humbled by it all.
I got to personally meet some truly
wonderful people that humour me on a daily basis listening to my
ramblings and gifting me with ramblings of their own. @randombitsofstars and @tweed-and-paisley, I’m talking about you two lovely darlings. Thank you for being your awesome selves.
I cannot thank all of you enough, and I am truly grateful that you guys are in my life now. Happy Inceptiversary, my friends.
Eames glanced at him in surprise. “Don’t tell me you’re in favor of gun control.”
“Of course I’m in favor of gun control! There should definitely be control on who has guns! You and I, for instance, should never be able to walk into the nearest Walmart and pick up guns! Look at us! We’re dangerous criminals! And we’re just going to buy ourselves guns!”
“And a few packets of crisps,” remarked Eames, as he swung them into the parking lot of the Walmart they’d been passing. “I’m famished.”