[Editor's Note: records of the intervening hours are being decrypted with great difficulty due to being nearly illegibleAlmost completely consumed in a small-scale booze fire at my apartment.. I apologize for the inconvenience.]
This was fun at first.
Now it's just impossible.
If I survive this next hour, it is a miracle of some kind. But I'm in this to the bitter end at this point - it's like I'm in quicksand, sinking lower and with no chance of getting out.
I'm nearly halfway done anyway, and the second half's no trickier on my part than the first. Whatever I've done so far, I'm doing it right.
[...]This space reserved for the sound of a gun firing.
I'm still alive.
How?Narrative Imperative, the most powerful force in physics.
At this point my continued existence is less likely than hanging myself or being killed with a pointy object. There are lots of pointy objects around; I'm surprised none of them have done me in yet. I shall have to be more carefulHenceforth, I resolve to trust only perfectly round doorknobs. in the future.