More so, if I have waited for nearly a year for this!
I could have said I succumbed, as I did before, but there was nothing to succumb to here. This was sweet anticipation. I think, when I look back, I somehow just heightened the anticipation around it. Ah, but who cares!
Yet, it is still a tool, as magnificent as it is. The tool can do only as much as the skill allows. The skill can be honed, only as much as the mind can train. The mind can train only as much as the heart believes.