Things are starting to make sense. They seem to be falling in place once again, and as always I am uncertain where they'll lead me. An adventure like any other, one I'm bound to never forget. As I imagine the people I'll meet, I can't help but wonder if my time has finally come. The timing seems perfect, almost too perfect. I try hard to not build it up too much in my head, but I guess I can't shed my skin. I dream bigger than ever before and even though experience has taught me otherwise, I hope and I wish and I fantasise. Each world I create is grander than the last, and each one further from reality. The board and all the players have been set in place, the horn has blown and the flag was raised - I dash forward, as if it is my first and last time I'll ever get to play the game.
