Icarus's blog: "Just South of Blue."

We're beginning phase two of the operation.
Not sure how many phases there actually are, but with everything paid:


Begin phase 2.


Phase 2 will consist of counting my stacks of money, financial planning (with ridiculous contingencies in mind), and real estate hunting/home design.

Yeah... home design.

I'm not finding paradise, so I might have to build it.

I'm getting so damn close to this thing that it's making me crazy(er).

I'd get away from it, take a break, think about something else

But there is nothing else. Especially with the Baseball season ending. Woo. Playoffs.

Romance is slamming into a brick wall. Game of the decade (Phantom Pain) is wrapping up with a few secret endings and some other shit to finish out.

It's close.
It is fucking
close.

I dunno what to do with myself after that. Keep working and keep living.

I feel on edge all the time, and I'm months from making the first damn move.

I need to call a realtor, ask some feeler-questions, and get some quotes.

I've done harder, crazier things. But this is big.
At the moment, this is everything.