I guess what I’m really asking here is why it’s suddenly 1 AM and I’ve got nothing to show for it. It always seems that I’m running around like a ribbon flapping mindlessly in the wind with no plan and no direction until I end up face down on the floor, in the rain, on the concrete, with people stepping all over me. I want apologies from everyone. No, it’s not okay. My seams are fraying, you didn’t sew them correctly, so thanks for that.