Want to know how many times you can read 60,000 words before your eyes begin to bleed and your head explodes?
As of right now, twenty-two.
They feel like they want to bleed and spew forth goopy matter all over my laptop and desk, but so far I've managed to remain intact.
I'm debating over one last find-the-typos look-see.
Face it, number twenty-three just might be pushing it.