I've hit an encouraging milestone in a personal project. Effectivley there's no need for innovation left in the project, it's just a matter of whacking it again and again in varying ways until the pieces settle correctly. I don't know if I should feel sad about being past the need for "inspiration" and now being in the realm of "perspiration" but all I can think is that I've won.
It's like when you've destroyed your opponent's workers and town halls. I can finish now. I can reach my goal. Only god and myself can stop me.
Wow; I really wish spellcheck was working
