It's a wonderful gift, to wake up with whatever forces on your side dictating that today will be a clear day, a persistently auspicious and informative day. Who cares what grants me my blessing? Divine providence, a certain balance of chemicals in my being, the manipulation of an ancient race in rebuilding one of their destroyed messenger-craft (
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I think you are the only person besides myself that ever reads this, and I just skim it for nostalgia's sake.
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anywho, I will hopefully see you soon.
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