Somnolent Avenue

[Somnolent]

My swell Language Forum, greetings.
You look so groovy today all in pink.

Aye, it has been donkey's ears since I was active.
Incredible - the speed of time.
The universe has changed, breeding more and more enigmas
and even my own passwords are now too mysterious to me.
I take it as a great opportunity to create a new account, then.
And a new log.

I am not sure if you remember my first log attempt (or me, come to think of it:)
- Hey, I am back.
- And... you are...?
Here.
I am here to write my log better.
A genuine log that deserves to be called "log".
Someday.

I may have remained silent for over a year,
but I can still proudly say that foreign languages have not forsaken me.
The love seems to be mutual.
Why else would they stay with me?
We keep marching on.
On that convoluted road leading to the glorious mastery.
On that road where I stubbed my toe
and tripped over Puff, the magic dragon who affronted, took flight.
Where am I?
Where are you?
In the hope of finding directions,
my eyes rested on the crown of a redwood tree,
an ancient, sage giant guarding the living map.
And after falling from this cranky tree on my well-protected cheeks,
I climbed a sociable oak tree.
His warm bough showed me the path.
Here, accompanied by my faithful languages and tender toes
I shall share my journey with those who walk nearby.