In any case, my lazy/party days are drawing to a close as I tip tap on my laptop. I haven't had a drop of rum for several days now (for me that's pretty good), and my brain is an octopus, with cephalopodic arms curling and stretching in every direction, groping and exploring, grabbing hold and recoiling. Decisions are being made and preparations are getting buttoned up.
It's almost that time. And this run will be my crescendo.