As I begin what feels like the culmination of my entire life, I wonder how I got here, and if by any chance, this isn't what I'm supposed to be doing. Perhaps time and circumstance has led me somewhere I don't truly belong, and all this is, is some sort of deprived way of finishing every dream I've ever dreamt. If that were the case, I wouldn't be surprised, yet somehow I believe that this story will have a different ending. And if nothing else, this really feels like the end of something big, and the beginning of something else. Who knows what, who knows where, heck I dare not even claim I know the who. Exciting, isn't it? Everything you worked for, laid out before you ... with the potential to be set ablaze or forever buried beneath the ground.