Recording to me

Previously

…She smiled. "I'm glad you're the point of contact. You have a way of making the impossible feel inevitable." "That's the Don Quixote in me." "Just don't tilt at too many windmills." "No windmills. Only workshops." I walked home under a canopy of stars. The air was cold, but my heart was warm. Tomorrow, we would start building. And for the first time, I wasn't afraid of the outcome. I was excited for the process. When I reached my apartment, I opened my journal and wrote: "Chapter 23: The Pilot. Simona Petraitytė offered us a chance to prove ourselves. We have one month. Six workshops. A community behind us. This is not a rehearsal. This is our debut. Let the code compile."