There have been a few occasions over the last decade with FMO that felt like pinpoints in time when a crack in the dam was almost audible.
Today, fine mist forced through a fissure.
Often preceded by months or even years of seemingly fruitless effort, and exhaustive repetition, I have witnessed this breach enough times to remain steadfast at the work of foundation laying, and employ patience. Eventually, inevitably, the pressure will obliterate the barrier, and all will flow freely in great rushing torrents.
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