Things are falling into place. The giant jigsaw is almost complete.
I have opened doors, and some portals and archways are revealed to me. Porticos. Some that I never knew existed before.
And for the first time in my life, I am in control of myself. The tornado, the raging bull that is my mind, my ego, my whatever, is still. Bristling with anticipation. Not expectation. Anticipation.
The wheels have turned. The cogs are aligning. Even the stars are in their proper positions.
So many things can go wrong. But hey, so many things can always go wrong.
If even one goes right, well, I will let history be the judge of that.
OPEN. THE. GATES!