The End of The Line
I still have not made it out to explore my property yet. I have been resting up. Jules started getting the videos setup while I was asleep. This first one was recorded before the Nintendo event began. I do not understand what mind game has all of these people tricked into patiently waiting outside in the cold and wet. I told them, I told them all about the Mushroom Men.
Now that I am refreshed, I should have all of the new videos on this hypertext site very quickly. I can not express what an amazing treasure my Niece has been to me over the course of all of this. These young minds grasp technology so much more quickly than those of us with a few years of life experience holding us back.
I must say, even well rested and refreshed, even with the brilliant hope of a brighter day tomorrow – I have a tremendous weight inside my chest. I can not put into words this deep feeling of loss radiating from inside of me. It is like holding a thousand pound heart under my ribs. Each beat is a thud that pushes my shoulders apart and closes off the back of my throat. I collapsed and cried this morning. My robot project seems to be missing.