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Charles appeared on my doorstep the other night. Told me that either the world was about to end and he'd be off on some alternate dimension pleasure cruise or we were all about to lose the last few months. Yes, this time, I believed him. He was upset about it, but honestly... Not much of a choice, is it? Time for a re-write.
I'm sure there have been some touching goodbyes and some "moments" and gnashing of teeth and general angst about this. This might be bad for some people. Not me. I say bring it on. The last few months haven't been fabulous for me - at least, not recently. And from the little I've heard, maybe it's best if this doesn't ever get used.
I'm ready for a do-over. This time around, I'll try not to cause any major blackouts.
It's supposed to be today. I've been wandering around all morning. I wonder where I'll land? That is, if it works. I could be about to die for all I know. Either way, it's out of my hands.
I'm sure there have been some touching goodbyes and some "moments" and gnashing of teeth and general angst about this. This might be bad for some people. Not me. I say bring it on. The last few months haven't been fabulous for me - at least, not recently. And from the little I've heard, maybe it's best if this doesn't ever get used.
I'm ready for a do-over. This time around, I'll try not to cause any major blackouts.
It's supposed to be today. I've been wandering around all morning. I wonder where I'll land? That is, if it works. I could be about to die for all I know. Either way, it's out of my hands.