I formally resign my remaining brain cells to function only to process commercials on YouTube.
The lack of reality in my Alpha bits noodle soup is causing it to thicken to an ooze of lack luster ectoplasm.
So, we wait patiently - the fight against the tide flounders in the channel. The sails torn and flapping we weep and pray. The Sea shall grant men no promises save one. To be lifted up to the highest Crest of waves you must survive the lowest valley between the swells. No man swims, surfs, or sails the sea forever. We but float here awhile. The Deep.
