You are the Newspaper. You're going places. You've had it planned out from the start. No matter that that plan has morphed into something barely recognizable; it's all leading inexorably to something big. You're not sure if it's a big good or a big evil, but you're not despairing yet. Despair you find in smaller things closer at hand. All of your things keep breaking. Or they only barely work. Your to-do list is never quite cleared. You have at least four movies or TV shows that you've been meaning to watch but you haven't had time. There's never been enough time lately. It occurs to you that you used to have lots of free time. If only you'd known of the coming deficit of free time! You could have started working then! You could have had a head start!