"The time has come," the Walrus said. But I thought you were my dentist!
Whatever that means.
I bought my ticket yesterday. I leave in 103 days. Sounds like a lot, but I know it will fly by. And then I will fly bye-bye. If things fall apart, then I'll just have to leave those things. In fact, I'll sell my broken things for broken wings to match my broken teeth and fix them.
One by one, I'll fix them..
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