Happens 127 times

Days seem so long. Weeks are even longer. Everything happens, quickly or slowly, but everything happens. And it's a lot.

I have no idea how the day ends, and no clue what's going to happen in the end of the week. Let's not talk about "what and where" I am after it all finishes. Let's just not. Simply because it will block the process of surprises and growing. It's not about being enlightened - it's simply about me, somehow wanting to be scared and somehow wanting just to see... what happens.
And what happens - happens.