Here are
people.
Live with them.
Here are
problems.
Solve them.
Here is a blank
page.
Fill it.
Here are never-ending
questions,
and a rapidly-diminishing supply of
time.
Is this really how you want to spend
it?
Oh look: another
question.
So where is the real
beginning?
The one that
counts.
And isn't it
cruel
to end at the
start?