I think about it often.

About how some people have been there since 2017.

About how others joined in not long after...

About those who really laughed and called us crazy, and those who got really angry and said we were stupid.

I think about the ride, the journey, the endless research in the beginning. The Q Boards and how sometimes difficult they were to find. And zooming in and out on huge file posts with tons of Q posts all smushed together into a giant interactive picture.

About the breadcrumbs and baking bread.

About 4chan, and the migration from such after 4chan became compromised.

About the hushed conversations between the few in my personal life who were keeping up with the drops.

About the alt-media channels freaking out about this phenomenon starting to drop on topics they had been screaming about for years when nobody was really listening.

About the countless times Q and DJT or someone close to him had some serious connection points... +++... and the few in my life and I freaking out, thinking, "No way, this can't be real, I think it might be, but seriously, what in the actual f*** is going on??"

About how everyone in my family was at one time, "concerned" about me. Truly thinking I had went off the deep end. Arguments with my Wife, Father, and Best Friends after going and doing the digging on my own.

Countless late nights, scouring the internet, and finding the connections for myself. Before the real crackdown on censorship we have now. There are so many resources that have been completley erased since that time.

But I remember. I don't think I will ever forget. What it was like riding that train, it was a rush, with every new rabbit hole to explore, I even got addicted to it and went down a few rabbit holes I should have never found. Even had to step back multiple times because of the level it got. But do I regret it? Not one bit.

Because now, when I remember those times, it is a different day in which I live. These days, we are not mocked, at least not me. It's almost like a sort of non-verbal agreement now.

I have never said, "I told you so." To the people I love that scorned, laughed, and mocked me. Because I love them. And they just weren't there yet at the time. And truthfully, it is almost painful to see them opening thier eyes and looking around. Some are still scared, but they know they have to.

For those of you, who just jumped in within the last year or so, commendable. And good job.

But for those who have been riding since Q first started dropping, applause, because the storm is here I believe.

And to those who knew about all these things before Q, wow, how did you even endure so long...?

I started my journey in 2014. And it has been a trip, that's for sure.

But in any case, this post is really just a memory basket. And to look and see how far it has come is truly amazing. Makes me believe this fight is real, and not just in vain, because of where we are today.

I just really can't wait to tell my grandchildren one day, "Yeah, myself, along with a really great group of folks, We Were There." No matter how it pans out.