hell of to fruition

[x] continue forward progress on novel
[x] compile and edit previous short stories and poems
[x] save up money to self-publish
[x] purchase domain name and host server
[x] finish dental projects
[x] keep up/pace with dental plan trajectory
[x] diminish anxiety of seeing patients
[ ] accept proposition to spoon
[x] keep self composed
[x] dream with feet on the ground
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Because he is a genius and I am a poser, here is a stolen premise for I am a hideous man.

Q:
A: Even a real good book is like half a year. For me at least, it's either anecdotal or fleeting. Like when taking a walk in a park and the kid in front of me kicks a rock back to other rocks, like there is no necessity to sit him down and ask him why did what he did. There is no meaning and there is no necessary analyzation or deconstruction and sometimes I get lost in thinking to dive deeper is to find meaning but right now I feel like the beauty of something so innocuous is its innocuousness.

Q:
A: Yeah, I'm sure that's the case.

Q:
A: Once upon a time.

Q:
A: Well, you know. I remember thinking to myself that the rhythm section in "Careless Whisper" had to have been one of the most underrated and most, like, fucking amazing things like I wish someone can build a monument to that. But unless I'm really not caught up in myself, like when I'm drunk or something, I can't muster up the courage to say something so stupid. And then I kind of let it pass. But if someone else had thoughts along those lines and their actions where parallel to mine I wouldn't treat it as a dumb little inane moment. It would be admirable to me, I would wish someone would erect a monument for something that personal. That's why I can't hate people.

Q:
A: Yes, what about her?

Q:
A: Oh yeah, I hear she works at Macy's or something. It's weird how someone who made a significant impact on my life a decade ago can be so moot and unimportant to my present... but at the same time the reverberations have been felt. It's like time kind of heals all wounds, but more importantly it creates these little battle scars that makes you feel accomplished, no matter how many flashbacks you get.