And I thought, this is a great build up, this is going to be monstrously magnificent power orgasmic, super peak brilliance, but it dawdled, spluttered and misfired into a squib, a very damp squib. And I thought all the work had been done correctly, all the foreplay administered, all the preparations prepared, and if it will be so dull, why bother?
What can I learn from the many hours I have invested in this, what is the ruler I should hold to know if the time is valued. It is not an easy measurement, but then it never is. Even the measurements of time against food or shelter, or healthcare are difficult sums to add up.