Pinnacleday, Jesterary 29, 40 A.B.

     When I was a young boy, I used to spend hours looking up at the top of the doorways of my home.  I didn't think I would ever be a full-grown adult able to touch them just by raising my hand.
     Today I touched the top of every doorway I encountered just by raising my hand.
     Repeatedly.
     
     Now what?


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