Today's the day.

Cat's still not outta the bag/box yet, but we're underway.

We find out today if we're in universe A (good news)
or if we're in universe B (...

Today we find out. After today, there will be no more not-knowing. There will be a plan. I'll either miss this blissful state of possibility or attempt to gratefully slough off its terrifying aftertaste.

The resection will start in a little while, actually, as the morning shall be given to prepratory chemical innundations. I know nothing else except that by the end of my work day, someone will know solidly if we're in Universe A or Universe B. Phone calls will unfold as the day then progresses and ultimately, by nightfall, we'll be there.

Today we find out.

We find out today if we're in universe A (good news)
or if we're in universe B (...

Cat's not outta the box/bag yet. We're underway.

Today's the day.