Apologies for the delay in the next chapter of Jurassic Ambition. Despite it just being a book, I've gotten a rather emotional attachment with it. I know it sounds silly, but the chapter I wrote ahead of it got me way more emotional than I would have expected to the point I actually started crying. I based Jason somewhat on me as a person, and I see myself in his place most of the time because I've loved Jurassic Park ever since I was little.
As a child, I so badly wanted to see real life dinosaurs. I wanted it all to be real. Jurassic Park was the one thing I could watch over and over and never get tired of.
So, now I'm just here writing this profile note and drying my tears as I think about how I truly would have fit into the Jurassic Park universe. If I had just spent one day. Just one. I would have enjoyed every last second of it, chaos or not.
I suppose writing the story gave me the feeling I've been searching for. I read through the chapters and always ask myself, "Did I do good?". And the answer I give myself is always the same.
"You did amazing."