Now I can focus on what I really want to do; what I really want to write. This is going to be very interesting… It's going to be exhilarating, emotion, wonderful, horrible, and sad, but when it's done, I'll be able to read back everything I've written, and know that that part is over. That's going to be an amazing feeling. But for now, I'll have to start it first… then the middle will come, then slowly, the end will come, bittersweet with the joy of having finished it all, but the sadness that I can't write it anymore. I just don't know how long this will have to last… Weeks, definitely. Months, probably. But years? I don't know how I can keep on for that long.

Right now, I can see freedom of writing whatever I want without feeling guilty about something else that I should be writing. But I can also see something else, that I once looked at with excitement, but now feels like just something else I need to finish. I can't back out of this one, but I'll hold it in 'til I finish all this. For now, I can imagine every single thing that I can write...