Consummatum est...

Finally.

Now off I go...

To where, you ask?

To sleep.

Why, you ask?

To recuperate.

From what, you ask?

From my own intellectual struggle.

And then, you ask?

I eat...good food...

I drink...the three-week old beer in my fridge, ha!

I explore...the museums of Tokyo...

I dance...to the tune of Samba music...

And then, you ask?

I gear up to battle again...charge!!!