I passed by the “other place” the other day. Unsurprisingly, still not ready yet. Another 12 months that we would have wasted.
Only now are we in
the position that we should have been 18 months ago (or more, I no longer care
to count). Every week that passes by, with every bit of wire installed, every minor
design update, every speck of dust removed, is a small battle won. Minor steps
in the right direction, one after another. And by no means has it been easy – moments of frustration still come and go, there are still unexpected obstacles and delays. But it’s a challenge I would gladly
prefer ten times over.
Yet as I try not look into the rearview mirror, I can’t help but continue to long for some form of retribution. Your name still sends chills down my spine. And in the real world, there’s no such thing as karma, only mistakes which become too big to cover. Maybe one day, you’ll slip up bad enough.
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