THERE'S A BOOK HERE. HOLY CRAP.

I've reached the point of no return. The drop off. All I can do is keep typing. Keep putting words on a page. Keep fucking flapping my wings because it's the only way I'm gonna learn how to fly. It's either that or end up broken on the pavement getting sniffed at my dogs and eaten by maggots.

I can't see the other side of the abyss clearly yet, but I think I caught a glimpse of it today. There's definitely something over there. A bright shiny object. Or maybe a pallet shit rolled in glitter, but there's something there. And I know if I keep smacking the keyboard I know I will get to it.

Before now--before today--I wasn't sure. And so I keep click-clacking. Wish me luck. And if you see a maggot ridden corpse on the sidewalk, please at least kick a bit of dirt over me so the dogs don't eat me.

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