Now I know what's actually going on in that particular part of my life for the last few months, I can rest.

Connect the dots. Assemble the lines.

A thousand dots.

I haven't seen the full picture yet, but I have a pretty good idea. The jumbled lines are actually disjointed forms.. shapes.. limbs. Disjointed. Separate. But it's starting to look like a familiar shape.. I've seen this before. So many times, so many times, different occasions. And..

I need a drink.