that last post [below] will be the last you will ever hear from bruce. bid him farewell. he has taken a leave of absence, on a quest to recapture the last sunsets of his extended childhood before they burn out. he is it chasing down a snowy mountain top, searching for it the underground concrete tunnels of manhattan. he has left you. all that remains is his silhouette.
worry not. the vacated compartment inside your heart that you've designated for bruce shall not remain hollow. i am here to sublet.