The angel keeps watch:
Barring some sort of act of god (or God, or G-D if you're of a more religious bent), the developing should commence tomorrow.
Of course, I'm writing this with yet another terrific headache, and it's the day after a discussion with an old friend about someone we knew who died of an aneurysm in their sleep at the ripe old age of 48.
All that cliche shit about living life to the fullest and treating every day like it's your last really isn't cliche. We think these things to ourselves and then we usually forget them, even when we're reminded of the tenuousness of our lives and how even the lifespan of the oldest person on Earth is insignificant when measured against the rest of time.
I think Ikiru should be mandatory viewing for all.