Well, okay, the first draft. Because however much in love I am with what it looks like now, it will need change. Butchering. Adding. Hating. And loving again.
But the feeling is simply incredible. Exhilarating. It’s 3 a.m where I am and I can’t get used to the fact that I don’t have a Word document to get back to, that makes me feel guilty for randomly surfing the web.
But I miss it. This is not over.
I love everyone now.