Over already, and we barely got our footing. We had lofty goals—the abolition of alcohol, a cure for brainfog, the end of the conman. A little higher up the views will be better—but of course, views never really change. We made the mistake of thinking that this had anything to do with control, of thinking that every puzzle had a final piece. In the end, writing towards something isn’t the same as getting there. A bit cynical, we suppose, until we are reminded that we work here so that our readers can reach further.