it is hard to realize that we are just as us as we will ever be and that there is no becoming to become
we are here and this is now, Sam Vimes. you do the job in front of you, John Keel.
I'll change it tomorrow next week next semester next business year
things will be better next congress, next president, next decade, next regime
next generation we'll finally next world power will at last
the sequel, I'm sure, will tie up the loose ends
but aren't we here? and isn't this now? tomorrow's just the today that came late.
it is so difficult to act. limitless freedom is hard to parse into choices when it's filtered through fear, hope, identity, crisis, sickness, the expectations we hope desperately we'll be able to meet
my name is William or Will or Crawlkill or Inkwell or Brillent or Ferast or on and on, and I've spent my life waiting for my life to start.
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