Time does truly strange things when every day is exactly the same.  I think I got a lot done today…I’m just not sure if it’s today or yesterday that I’m thinking about.  Who knows.  Who cares.
The book’s about to kick into overdrive…I can feel it.  Probably similar to the way a pregnant woman knows it’s time.  I think this thing is like a gigantic, super complicated puzzle that looks like a chaotic mess right up until the moment the last piece is solved, and then, suddenly, the whole thing makes total sense.  At least that’s what I’m hoping.

N.P.: “So What” – Metallica

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