So I’m feeling particularly uninspired today, and by uninspired I mean I’m feeling like the part of a Frank Capra movie before the Angel comes and I don’t believe in angels. I’m feeling like I’m never going to be able to write anything of a standard that I feel proud of and that I’m already 10 years late to start. I’m not feeling particularly optimistic. There’s no wit or wisdom here. I just thought may be it might be worth mentioning it, so that anyone else feeling like this right now at least doesn’t feel alone.