100.

this seems to be the trend of the season, so i will not want to miss the ship. i have now posted 100 times on this page, which lacks far behind you my dear, but i've read your words thousands of times, they comfort me more than my own. take piece of mind in that. no matter how far away i can always find solace in your neatly aligned segments of nouns and verbs.

i can not help but imagine that this is going to be the next page, the next chapter, the next epic. now that i have crossed the ridge and passed out of sight of the ruins, the flaming city no longer causes sleepless nights. i press forever forward, forever onward.