AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.0

After finishing the last chapter, I lay on the couch for quite a while before I finally felt better. I hadn't written much that day, so it wasn't physical exhaustion. It was a hollow, lingering sense of loss.0

From mid-April last year[1] to now, a year and a half has passed since I started this book.0

Another year and a half of my life has passed. Some of you have been here since the beginning. Others joined after a year or half a year, or maybe just a few days ago.0

It's also possible that many readers didn't make it to the end. Some might have stopped halfway through, or even earlier.0

But if you spent even a little of your time, or a single cent, on this book, I see that as support. So right now, from the bottom of my heart, I want to say thank you. Truly, thank you.0

Thank you to every reader who helped put food on my table and clothes on my back.0

Without your support, I couldn't...0