Forever is composed of nows.
Emily Dickinson
Over nine months ago, I
told the world that I would write a list that, in a process of incremental victories, would change my life.
Finally, on November 19th, in the earliest hours of the morning, listening to
zordac's near-apnea, I wrote my list in a ten-inch, spiral bound school notebook (my current think-
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