i sat speechlessI don't want to speak about it.
I feel it's a great testament to my maturity that I am not in floods of tears right now. it's so easy to bawl.
9-11, Tiananmen square, World War II, these are nothing now; distant, irrelevant things. This was all night, it was six hours work, it was the blog to end all blogs, awash with genius and universal thought, spinning, you were going to pass out, I feel sick now, physically. The electricity went out. It was complete, me at the point of publishing. didn't even save it once, so reliable is my mac.
Next task, code "preview backup" into corzblog, because well, ye never know, do you?