There was so much to do and not enough buckets. - Hugh Howey

And an unwelcome presence is far worse than miserable silence.

There were things that could not be contemplated, he realized. There were potential truths too costly to bear. It wasn’t until after the body was scarred by a brush with danger that it learned fear. Conner thought of all the untouched places on his soul yet to teach him something. All the unblemished parts of him waiting for that razor of truth.

I'm coming for you. I'm coming home, I'm coming to clean