I have completed the final preparation. Now is about going through the motions.
There is nothing much to do but wait. Everything is set. I only need to pull the trigger.
There is a feeling of calmness amidst this ordeal. I calculated all possible angles and everything fits like a glove. We miss this, we miss the window for the first flight. We shouldn't do that. We are more than ready. We are 25 years ready.
That means, all our resources should align with this event. I am so ready that I have nothing else to think of except the D-Day. I am likened to a missile locked to [] (a) target.
Beyond that, my surroundings are a maya. I permeate in between realities much like a ghost passing through walls. My mind is already aligned with the event at hand.
Life right now is nothing more than a strange illusion. Everything around me is moving in unison. Much like a well-oiled horology. Numbers aligned, forces of nature synchronized, even time, yes time flows without the need for me to depend on a watch.
This is indeed the Point of No Return. The universe is in cohesion. I can feel the forcefield taking over my very existence. I am free-flowing right now following the stream where it is taking me. For the first time in a very long time, I don't worry about my future.
No need for me to plan ahead. I just go with my gut feeling. I eat whenever I like, I sleep whenever I like, and I smoke whenever I like. There are no consequences that I have to consider. I just am whatever comes to mind while observing my behavior as a third-party observer.
Other than the set date, I couldn't care less about anything else. In my mind, all that I want is to make my mission a success.
Suddenly, I have so much time on my hands. I am in the luxury of time...
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