Continuity

My love of continuity or smooth transitions is very deep and could possibly explain a couple things:

How long it took me to break up with my last boyfriend.
Why I sentimentally took too many of my previous dorm room adornments home when sometimes what decorates college should stay at college (strip club calendar, anyone?)
My hatred of goodbyes
Why I haven't read the last couple pages of On The Road (previous three words should be italicized but I haven't figured that out yet, so deal).
My love of playlists where one song just melds into the next one.
My total appreciation of history.. one period causes (for better or worse) the next one. Greeks to Romans, ya know.

So, you can imagine my joy that the dedication of my new book (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas) is to the author of the last book I read (Bob Dylan).

Smooth like butta. Like butta.