Or just about two thirds of it. Moving day is approaching, depressingly quick, and I can't help but lament once again that I can fit my life into about half a dozen or so boxes. Picture below.
This has been a yearly ritual for me for as long as I can remember. Pack, move, unpack, and repeat. Old endings and older beginnings shake hands like friends long lost - the rhythm of my life.
All the above to say that your Way of Kings review will be out tomorrow even if I have to forego sleep tonight. It has probably been one of the most difficult reviews I have written to date. Like moving, like all new beginnings, it is filled with challenge and promise - the hope of things to come and the fear of mistakes past.
Till tomorrow.
