'Flight 448'
Something about plane crashes. Flight 448 isn't the now canceled 789 flight, and 789 isn't 798. 798, July 9th 2008 isn't exactly new beginnings, but rather... picking up where I left off with a few things, and entering a new phase of optimism about the rest of the year. A new phase of focus, about plans - writing, work/school/etc., strength, and spirituality. A day closer to Autumn. A day closer to... better days; things to look forward to. Lights, before and after. Inspiration, and lots and lots of writing. This is it. If Flight 448 crashes, and it's over... I may have a lot to show for it; a lot more than those fucking peasants - but I don't have just quite everything I want together yet. I've gotta get and stay inspired - and write. I've gotta find some structure in work/school/etc. I've gotta get and stay strong, mentally and let my strength project positively onto my family and friends. I've gotta stay spiritual. And then it needs to be Autumn, but until then I need these things, and I need lights. Lights, and the appropriate amount of communication with the people I love. And a budget. And then I'm good.