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Neena and I officially welcomed Luke Alexander Raith into the world yesterday afternoon. He's healthy, and we're recovering. Going to get some food and pass out again while it's quiet.

I've never been so happy to have a mouth. It's strange though cause after not having one for a few days it's almost strange to have one again. It makes no sense. So, I missed taking my nieces out trick or treating with my brother-in-law since I was in the hospital with an IV, so I'm gonna make it up to them tomorrow and take them over to Baxter's to get a cupcake. I'm also going to go visit my sister. I haven't actually been to see her in a few weeks. Maybe the doctors will tell me something different tomorrow.

That's it, then. After the weeks of worry and build-up, I've seen my dream life through to the end. Must admire the methodical thought behind it all. Woke last night with a start and the shot still ringing my ears, been up ever since.

Feel strangely hollow. Not because of the dreams, not really. Finally did it. The Cloud Atlas Sextet is done, surrounded here by butts of cigarettes and an abandoned bowl of Frosted Flakes. Not sure what to do now it's all said and done. Maybe tonight I'll sleep and sleep for hours. Think I'm about due that.