Swear I'd burn this city down, just to show you the light... or maybe just for the hell of it.

[clo_again]

2,176 words. All I have to do now is go through and cut 76 words out, make sure all my sentences make sense and do the footnote referencing correctly instead of the hasty notes I left to remind myself while writing. Almost there. Almost. And I have to hurry because I'm using A's printer to print it -- lack of ink -- and I got the distinct impression she was thinking of going to bed a minute ago.

Sometime tonight I should also eat food. And possibly lie down before I fall down.