The end? I think not.

A metaphorical needle pierces the vein, injecting some much-needed energy into my system. School begins to wrap itself up. Things for the future begin to roll in from my sidesight, teasing me with a throaty chuckle and a feather boa tickling the back of my neck.

Another chapter of life is over. Another one will slowly take its place, pages turning for your benefit and mine.

Thank you for your patience.

Also, try not to step in the massive pile of BS that I'm saving for my papers this semester. I'll need that later.