The strength and depth of the scribbles won’t ever change – that’s just the way it’s been built inside of my imagination. Mind, whichever 🤷‍♂️ An image built with words and rhythm as opposed to an actual visual which I so far don’t have – the ability to simply, seemingly, imagine images. But one thing which will need to not remain so deep is the ruminations. Hell, no. Not. On. This. Watch. Not while I live a good and honest, decent life. I give it my all – from start to finish and all of the time. That’s it. That’s all I can say while I truly try to… ahem, retire the OCD for now. To have a good and clear minded Xmas with my family and friends, etc.