I just took a week off of posting. I'll post Chapter 36 later today (since it is technically past midnight) but I have been dealing with my own existential crisis. Crisis is probably too dramatic. Still, I feel like a passenger and not the driver. I feel like I haven't made a difference, done anything, or been anywhere.
So I remembered Solomon's magic ring. I looked at my own version, strung with string to keep around my neck.
I reread Ozymandias.
Pause and consider. Selah.
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