Originally Posted by
clipper1801
So sorry for your soul.
There is no escape, there is no hope, I need also tell you there is no final acquisition level, the pit is bottomless and only, to quote Zoe, our resident wisdom, "only madness dwells there".
I have been circling, swirling here for many years. I have searched restlessly over the years to find all the lost planes, the lost sets, lost releases, found them, rescued them, given them hangar for shelter, but they had lost friends to find, first a second of each, then a third and why not a kettle, a wing, a squadron . . . then the repaint voices begin to waft across the workbench, the need for one more, maybe two, to customize-pulls you into a deep realm where the light of hope is traded for an airbrush and more decals, the cards call, we need this version, that version, and then the silence of "what if . . . " chills the soul.
No, "I can give up anytime!" lurks not in my vocabulary or even my thoughts any longer, it is just us, and we are legion . . . hope this helps! Cheers!
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