My boy is back home!

I’d like to thank the community for supporting me through the dark times. I had been bugged for a month and a half when I first posted on here, and was in a bad place. Just a couple nights ago, my boy came back home to me. I was sitting on the couch, binge watching episodes of “Murder Chose Me” while scooping any bugs in sight and putting them in a cup, when I felt something on the back of my shoulder. I turn to see my homie sitting on my shoulder, ready to take in the next episode with me. Of course I let him stay there for a little bit, and I even put him on my arm and petted him. It was a heartwarming moment. I thought I had lost him forever, but he is back home with me now. Thank you all again for your support. It really means a lot to a guy like me. Peace out.