To take the words and to cause that somewhat, fair enough to call it, outright wobble of rhythmic description to continue on for its own worth. That’s kinda very important for me now. Again. You will sometimes think “ah, okay, I appear to be done here now, and then you reckon to yourself “well, that’s kinda okay ‘cos, well, I’ve done all that I want to do creation-wise anyway, I guess.” But.. that’s not really turning out to be any sort of a possibility really. I mean. It would turn out outrageously strange if I suddenly just couldn’t scribble anything down anymore. It mightn’t particularly shock me all that much but… I dunno. I mean.. it would take a lot of internal pressure off me, I suppose, in a way. I mean, far as I understand, I wasn’t ever really expected to be trying to constantly create all of this literary stuff in the first place anyhow. It’s fine. It gets done and it builds a back-catalogue for my style of scribbles. But, no, I’ve no clue what it might end up achieving. Nothing yet, really, and that’s totally okay. Divided opinion is probably precisely what I was looking for regarding the necessity of time and progress on this one. But… it’s all just a storyboard so far, I guess I could say. A… kind of catapult for something more.. something utterly deserving. And that is exactly the reason why I will chase it til the end 💓 😊 💃