Above is the start of my new project. At the moment the title is work in progress, 90 days is the number of days since I lost my dearest friend.
It is exactly three months now and I have had this piece of paper since then. What is inside is a speech, a piece of automatic writing that I wrote for and said at the funeral. As the days keep going by, the paper tires until one day there will be nothing left to read.
This piece is work in progress, so for now all I can show is the folded up piece of paper.