as meg ryan says, "so this is it ma."
the google countdown clock tells me it's 559 hours, and 38 minutes till I turn 33.
the age Jesus and Alexander were, when they left Earth.
33. wikipedia tell us 33 is the largest positive integer that can not be expressed as a sum of different triangular numbers. It is also the smallest odd repdigit that's not prime (unless we consider 1-digit integers to also be repdigits). that definitely sounds significant and brain-numbing. that's exactly how 33 feels to me.
The sum of the first four factorials is 33. Blows you a way a bit don't it, mate? Matey. May yet.
So the mission is simple, agent hunt. create 33 posts in 559 hours and 34 minutes. fill every minute with sixty seconds worth of distance typed. and make points for myself, capture my vanities and states of mind, make the moment more than ephemeral, and yet less, vibrant and luminescent. it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, and dirk bogarde was sydney carton.
how does it feel, to be on your own, 33 years gone? the answers are coming up. and boy will it be pretty....