Anyone with even passing acquaintance with my character is probably aware that I am a font of ideas and schemes, but that I utterly lack the capacity for follow-through. Sadly, twas always thus. And one of the reasons is this: Even as a child, my imagination and ambition has often far outstripped what I could accomplish within the bounds of my available resources of talent, time and materials. And at such a point in the project that it becomes clear that my grandiose visions would not be matched by reality, I throw up my hands in defeat.
My point? This is the sandcastle I always wanted to build.
Buildings and bridges
