It's 5.09 on a Sunday Morning.

My name is Andrew and my bedroom is a mess.

Church starts in 4 hours and 50-scratch that-49 minutes.

This is a time capsule. A snapshot. A fragment of my past immortalized in the annals of the Interwebs.

The sound of my computer running aggravates me, but the I know not what I shall use to drown it out.

This choice could possibly change my life.


I now have 4 hours and 46 minutes until church starts.

I wonder who I'll be by then.