The hospital where they're doing my top surgery tomorrow is far enough away from where I live (and there are train works) so I decided to spend tonight in a hostel. So I'm sitting here at the happy hour with a beer, trying to crank out a grant, and it is a very odd confluence of feelings.

Nice mix of young me (I spent a lot of time in hostels back in the day) and current me (this grant, lol) and future me (boobless and manly, ha)

Here's to time, I guess! And living and growing and changing, but always staying true to ourselves.