back, missed, misplaced, misspelled all too often, but with 48, or, 47 left to go, that magic number, 47 to 1000, to 1k, and then what? 7 or 8 years, less than 1 post every three days, but what magic? the start of it all, riding the wave, expression of self, and left with, repeated words. again, and again, and again. too many commas. always the same thing, the constant intercession, but drawing from this, what kind of textual knowledge, what can be squeezed from all these words, all these thoughts put out, lots of pain and agony, lots of questions, reactions, but is there that one thing? does it exist, somewhere, between 1 and 952? what is the magic number, where will i find it? and numbers, numbers played for easy money, easier times, and forgotten, and hopefully, remembered, someday