The edits are done, the book submitted.
I was excited, elated, so much so that I did not have a care in the world… Until Monday arrived on my doorstep.
Not even twelve hours after I finished the book, my glasses broke beyond repair. While I am usually right in guessing that it was Karma, I feel as if today was Fate, crushing my lenses and snapping them into Oblivion.
What it felt like was in the scene of Anastasia (FOX Animations) when Rasputin was strangling Bartok the bat. I swear, that scene replayed in my mind.
I felt like such an idiot. Maybe if I had moved faster, then my glasses could have survived that terrible Fate!