Oh, the questions of a thousand dreams

Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young's "Carry On". That song just needs to be on permanent repeat for the next few days.

What's it saying to me right now? Who knows what's going to happen, you just got to do what's necessary and keep going no matter what.

Something I know, something that makes sense... but I just need to hear it beat into my head a few times.

Eight months is a long time. Parker's a great guy. Who knows what's going to happen? I don't. It's not worth beating myself up about it. There are so many damn "what ifs", it would take a supercomputer to process them all. (I'm such a nerd.)

Carry on. Love is coming. Love is coming to us all.