With the twilight hour approaching,I continue to feel the time of the now sliping from me no matter how much stronger and wiser I get. With the sun now directly opposite of me, I feal darkness bearing around at its full force with clouds blocking out all natural light with man made light being alone to bear it back. I still have much work to do, I would curse it if only to feel better, but these thing are of the few that are immune, for it will burden me in the end if I even succeed, my reasons being procrastination. It is what I did which caused it to be this most horrid fate. But I still can befall misfortune on these insects who test my patience with death most fair. One of quick haste with thine slipper, with accuracy and petty. vengeance.