Spring Breaking

Managed to make it halfway through a script I'm writing. Life imitates art, or art imitates life.

I decided to attempt a seat at MENSA. Honestly, I may make it a compulsive endeavor.

Kill my ego

Page 60. Maybe I'll make page 61 for you.

I don't know which coast I'm going to anymore.

8 billion chances for divine intervention.

Page 61 was already written. Strange. err.

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