It has taken me a solid day *after* the end of yesterday to locate the Besst thing about it. And all I have to show for it is this lousy t-shirt the fact that the day stopped when I went to bed.

Yesterday was an exercise in ‘the fact that I’m trying to find the pony is sometimes the besst thing that’s gonna happen.’

What is the Besst project? 

And why is it called Besst?

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