Excuse me… what? How did you get here? How long did it take you? Are you okay? Do you not have anything better to do with your free time? I’ve got an idea for you. How about falling in love, getting married, and hiring me to film your wedding? Boom. Problem solved. I bring the camera, you bring the eternal commitment. Anyway. It’s 2 a.m. I’ve been building this website for what feels like 73 consecutive lifetimes. There’s a bug I can’t fix. It’s haunting me. It whispers in my dreams. I might be hallucinating. I’ve seriously considered googling “how to Google a website” and honestly... I don’t know if I’m that desperate yet. But we’re close. We’re dangerously close. In hindsight, maybe I should’ve used a website builder like every sane person on Earth. But no — I had vision. Hey. Quick question. At what point does a watch become a clock? And when does a clock become a watch? Sit with that for a second. Breathe in. Breathe out. Now go rethink your life. Thanks for visiting. Now please, kindly exit this secret corner of my meltdown. Good luck out there, pal. You’re gonna need it.