what is this thibg called love, what is this thibg called love,what is this thibg called love?

dear prosers, prosettas, prosenicks, and prose-persons, i have been writing on this site for more than three years, and enjoyed the community of excellent, talented, creative, rightous, and most of all patient and tolerant artists, with regards to my feeble attempts at human communication. this site and the wonderful people in it, has helped me through some very hard times, but also some very joyous ones. i just wanted to say how grateful i am for everything.

as for the site itself- i have had a lot of problems with this site. the worst being that i lost some texts, and had others completely slurred , and repeated. it is mostly because i am writing from abroad and on a cellphone. ironically, even writing this post, i got half of it lost, and had to start again. but cest la websité, right?

honestly, i think the staff on prose are doing a grear job. it is not easy doing all the computery-keyboardy stuff that they have to do, and i am sure they are doing tneir best, with limited time and resources. i do not know how this new beta site is going to work, but hope it will be for the best.

in closing, i wish you all a happy, fulfilling experience here, as i had, may your cellphones always be charged, and your fingers always precise, with those tiny keyboards.

long live the raven! and all who sail in it.