I stand before the fourth version of the Evans Family Compound.
I’ve been so far from here,
Far from your warm arms,
It’s good to feel you again,
It’s been a long, long time…
…Hasn’t it?
Genesis, “Supper’s Ready,” Foxtrot (1972)
A year and a half has passed since last I wrote the despairing post that has headed Evans Avenue Exit for all this time. In that time, my First Life has gradually improved. I found a new job for more money, was let go from that job, then found another new job for even more money. Selena has traveled through other games, such as the mighty World of Warcraft and a knockoff of it for kids (as many fantasy MMOs tend to be), Wizard 101, with some detours into the life of a sniper in Modern Warfare 2 on Xbox Live. Yet there’s always been that thought between us…”We’ll be back in SL some day.”
Yesterday became “some day.” At the urging of Lexxi and Chelle, who’ve been in here all this time and have missed us terribly, we leased a largish parcel on a private sim, very much like the Fantasyland-run sim where the first Evans Family Compound was. We’ve erected a new dwelling that is in the great ostentatious tradition of Evans dwellings. (And it was unbelievably cheap, from my experience…I paid L$300 for a furnished dwelling that would have easily run me L$5,000 or more in 2008!) And, perhaps, one day, we will join the ranks of sim owners again. Or I may take up the trade of DJ again; heaven knows I’ve kept my broadcaster updated with new music as I’ve acquired it. Or we may find something else to occupy our time.
For now, though, we’re consolidating and getting things squared away before we figure out what comes next. And, of course, we’ve been welcomed back by our friends (and neighbors).
As a blogger of my experience likes to say…”More anon.”
Evans Avenue Exit 