Just half a minute ago, I finished rewriting the last word on the last page of the last chapter. Of the Department of Temporal Adjustment, of course! Possibly to be known as the DTA, possibly by some other title.
I am ecstatic, jubilant, and so, so happy.
The sun is shining brightly–at least in my head. As I look out the window all I can see are clouds.
Go away, naughty clouds, I don’t want you around today. I am too happy to put up with your depressing grayness.
Let that glorious sun shine through.
I don’t need it personally, I have loads of internal sunshine.
I would just like to share this feeling with the rest of the world.