I think I'm in the process of being overturned. Hey boi, what's the deal? I'm good for you! Here's the thing: I don't feel that bad. Okay. First there was the anxiousness. Then the annoyed cries "garrrh!" and the fast driving. And then there was. Okay. I walked with the confidence of a beauty queen who's about to run into one of her many princes. I don't know why. I just don't. Maybe less rests on this than I thought. Maybe I want this, certainly, but life is still so awesome that I would just keep on blowing even if some of the wind stopped. Oh deary, that's a nice feeling. Although I'm still certain that I want to keep this going. Because I like it. And I like him. And I'm not ready for a conclusion. Baby, we've only written the first chapter.