Still waiting for the letter...

I feel stuck between two worlds... Plan A and Plan B. Not sure what Plan B is yet though.

Maybe the letter's on a boat, with Rosencrantz and Guildenstern...

"We can move, of course, change direction, rattle about, but our movement is contained within a larger one that carries us as inexorably as the wind and current..."

... or perhaps my letter will come with a man in a white bowler hat. He will say it's unreasonably warm... [thanks Dinny]

Hopefully tomorrow's the day. I'm done with holding my breath. The tips of my nose and ears are going purple!