The interim is mine.

There’s a potency in this sentiment. Hamlet feeling his power, his moment. He has taken possession of time itself for this interim period. I wonder what he imagines he will do with this potent moment. In the end, he acquiesces to the king’s request and whatever plan he has is lost in the events that follow. But in this moment, he must have something in mind, something that makes him feel emboldened and ready to take on the world.

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