Ok. I've spent the day in a very odd mood. On the other hand, I've felt crushed, the next minute I'm feeling like it's all good, and then I realize I should probably hurt myself before 6am tomorrow morning (a go-live date for something I'm quite sure won't pan out as smoothly as it's supposed to). It's not the first time someone I know leaves this world too early but for some reason, I'm feeling this one more strongly than before. Maybe it's because Phil was such a ray of light. Always happy and eager to help others.

It's time to move on.