143rd Post

The end is near.

The well earned rest is at hand.
But something lingers at the back of my mind.

An uncertainty.
A fear of the unknown.

What to expect for tomorrow's paper?
I don't know.
It's easy to tell someone to expect the unexpected.

But to apply it?
Extremely difficult.

Because when the unexpected really hits.
It hits real hard.
All we can do is minimize the impact and collateral damage.

I can almost feel my body shutting itself down.
My brain slowly turning into mush.

Nothing left to write.
Nothing left to think.