I wrote and re-wrote this a few times. I can't figure out how to say what I want to say without sounding like I'm looking for pity so I think the best route is just whats on my mind and you can take it as you will.

I love Threadless, warts and all, but by this time tomorrow I will most likely be admitted into the Hospital until the Doctors can figure out whats wrong with me. Whatever started my problems may have been small, but it has taken a severe toll on my health, both mentally and physically, and now it's me that is small and frail. Today, after a series of unfortunate events, I came to the realization that if my condition is in fact small and curable, that sitting at my computer drawing pictures in a corner office, like I have for the past 6 years, may not be what I want to return to.

I put everything on hold to pursue the arts, and in the process cut myself off from so many other fulfilling opportunities. If I live to see my health restored, and I fully intend to in case anyone is wondering, I feel there is more life worth living, and that perhaps for once I put my happiness above my passion, my present above my future dreams.

Anyway, in the event that I do not return to Threadless, I felt it was best I said goodbye, because the one thing the internet still isn't very good at is letting people know why or where to someone has disappeared. Thank you all for the support, and criticism that helped me grow. Thank you for the jobs, and the techniques, and the files and collaborations and colleagues I have gotten. Thank you for the spirited debates on the serious and the insignificant. Thank you for not always agreeing with me, but always tolerating me. Oh, and thanks for all the fish.

I'll always have Threadless in my heart, my mind, and in my ads on every website I visit. Goodbye.