End

after the completion of my last crossword, the first tiny, i was hopeless. my fingers curled and my nails punctured my skin. everything i had done in my tiny life had culminated to this moment. and it was swift. it only left people wishing for more. the tiny was not enough. and i knew it. I had planned to take this worthless life of mine. but on the verge of despair, i found hope.

a new tiny, of unorthodox proportions. for the masses at mass. i racked my tiny brain, and searched excruciatingly. and it was played. and now you, one of the challengers, has finally finished. did you enjoy it?

even if you didn't, i wouldn't care. because this was my journey. i plowed these fields by myself. blood sweat and tears. but i know, someone out there will have enjoyed my tiny, and that in of itself, is enough for me.

i think in the future, at least once, or twice, or as many times as fate wills it, we will again cross paths. and once again, the tiny will be there for you.

this is tiny michael, signing out