Completion. Seems to be my favorite word these days. My ring has been deposited into Mount Doom. My banana has been peeled. My cake has baked. My tea is steeped, the rat is trapped, the dog's been dipped and the cookie has crumbled. So what do I talk about now? See now why I've just been resorting to drawing pictures? Or do I have it backwards, what if NOW's really the time to talk, and all the cartooning was just stalling? What if in my mind everything's done, but really it's just begun? Cause my life seems to be taking on that theme-- there's always a bigger picture. I already knew that, and I already said that. But I had no idea at the time just how true that was.