It Feels Like I'm Writing For The Last Time...
It's never easy to remain quiet. My mind might race. You can sneak up behind me and rummage through my endeavours. I'll change the password. I'll shield the screen. Two Factor authentication. You'll never infiltrate my dreams. The question is and remains what though have you achieved? Is a measurement of success a University Education? Is it a successful marriage? Curried goat and perfectly cooked rice? Is it 150 pages or 116637 words? Consider it again, what have you achieved? What though have you achieved? Locked away from the world. Locked in a vacancy. John Hughes always says everything so much better than I ever could. What though is it that you've achieved? A lasting legacy . A family secret recipe . Focus on the task. Concentrate on the carton. For only if it's orange juice. Extra Pulp Extra Pulp, pulp fiction... read all about it. So, I've had time to complete the first draft. I'm on to the second. Edi...