Isn’t it?
I mean, here I am sitting on my rocking chair in a slightly cold room typing away on a, for once, clean keyboard, about nothing. But from nothing came everything, in the beginning. And I feel that this is a beginning that will take me to places I have never been to, wildly circumnavigating the abyss of The Old Ones, pinging around the place like a, er, pingy thingy.
What the hell is my brane on about?
Well, I’m happy. Very happy. So there you have it.
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