– “This is only a draft”
– “I know…”
Telling secrets that are really just thoughts you were afraid to share this explicitly with trusted individuals is a very satisfying experience. These are trusted individuals – those, who can offer sparkling insight, and wide perspective, and light joy of huggingly-shared trying-ness to understand the deepest depths of just this one thing to which there just seems to be no answer, anywhere. And then, the uncomfortable thought of it being a draft, raw material, bare elaborations not ready to be presented, seems to have mixed with the joy of “getting” all the other aspects of the matter. The answer is distant and unimportant. The draft has become… a masterpiece, part 1. Part 2 will follow.