in two days i will be hopping onto a plane. i will be in america again, soon.
until then, i must leave my quill here until i can turn the internet back on upon my arrival. i do not know how long that will take. daily updates are just not possible at this time. perhaps a lovely web fairy will arrive to fill in the gaps where dreams and man merge. neil gaiman has one, but i do not think i do. any volunteers?
alas, i will not know who volunteers until after i land and decompress from the airplanes and timezones.
quill, may you remain as sharp as a the wit of a wiser man while i am away.
may you drink deep of the well of wisdom so i may write deep of wisdom when i return to dip you in my own psychic ink.
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