The reason he could not draw up the blueprint was that there were still areas in his mind that remained unclear.
They were things he could have looked up if he wanted to.
But looking them up was never the point.
What mattered was not information, but the moments of realization within himself, the sense of something quietly settling into place.
It was like looking up the definition of “a meal” in a dictionary.
No matter how precise the explanation, it does nothing to satisfy hunger.
Recently, however, fragments from topics that once seemed unrelated began to connect.
And through those connections, the unclear parts resolved themselves with unexpected clarity.
It had not been an intended solution.
And yet, it was resolved.
The answer had been contained within the question all along.
This is, in a way, something that finally begins to connect back to why he started writing here in the first place.
But it is still too early to put it into clear words.
Another time.