I’m reading a book right now called Daily Rituals. It’s quite good and terrific for me right now as I try to craft this liquid thing that is a work-from-home schedule.
There’s a post in the book about the Irishman James Joyce who wrote Ulysses and how he had to unlock the puzzle every day. It both challenged and encouraged me.
Once after two days of work yielded only two finished sentences, Joyce was asked if he had been seeking the right words. “No,” he repled, “I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentences I have.”
The words have already been undone, rearrange them as you please.