404: Happy Place Not Found

This post may also contain adult language, such as the word “fuck”.

So those plans for Pete’s Robo Con ended up getting scuttled; I don’t want to go into the details but it’s looking like Prime and I won’t be going. On one hand, I feel a slight twinge of disappointment but on the other, I really don’t feel much of anything at all.

I don’t know what to make of that feeling, or the lack thereof. It’s more than a little troubling to me.

Yesterday morning, I worked the opening shift, which included the morning steel security walk. As I traversed one aisle, I saw the suitcases, sitting in their spots in the steel and I felt a familiar catching in my breath, a slight contraction in my stomach but I had to force myself to disregard that sensation. We’re selling a camera for $250 that I would love to buy but I keep telling myself that I don’t have a need for it.

BotCon is gone. I have no idea if it’s ever coming back. The convention is over… finished.

Every time I remember that, I feel a little emptier on the inside.

Don’t get me wrong: I’d like to go to Pete’s Robo Con. But I’m not feeling the same level of excitement that I’ve felt in past years. I don’t feel that rush of happiness when something new is revealed, when a guest is announced. That feeling seems to be hibernating somewhere deep within and it hasn’t awoken. It may not awaken for a very long time, if certain things are any indication.

If losing the con was bad, this makes things a little worse: Paramount removed ‘Transformers 7’ from their calendar. It looks as though we won’t be seeing a showdown with Unicron after all and the Bumblebee solo film may damn well be the last chapter in the so-called Bayverse. So there’s one less thing to look forward to, it seems.

It feels as though summer is over and a long, cold winter lies ahead of me. It’s not a feeling that I like terribly much.

About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon--official and non--since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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