It's been a month now. A whole month.
And not a single thought about 2300 ft tall penguins or super mega creatures of any kind.

Just a 9 ft tall anthro articuno. Which by my past standards I'd have defined "midget". Now it's the tallest thing I can think of.

Could it be that after 12 years, I am healed from my macrophilia, if it can be considered an illness?