I find myself now in the presence of uncertainty as the distance traversed thus far has unexpectedly turned into what feels like a marathon with no clear end in sight.
Where am I to go? What am I to do? Who am I to see? There is no chequered flag, there is no finish line, there is no champagne magnum. There is no Poster Boy Stomp replete with merchandising and/or marketing deals along with hordes of the brainless who worship celebrity basking in my focus group assisted presence via some form of media manipulation.
But then again, there are cheese sandwiches and with this knowledge in hand, I can safely say my journey shall not be in vain.
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