Pages of History

Well. That certainly went quick. Perhaps quickly, or rapidly. Let me start again.

Gracious! That series of wasted days and meaningless evenings most assuredly progressed with apparently unnecessary and unreasonable haste and vigor.

Meaning, of course, that’s it’s audition time. A time of reckoning, if you will; and, after this, there is no more.

Wait, no, there is more. I just don’t know what it is yet.