One step removed

The truth is, one only writes when well enough, by which time, the original problem sheds its relevance. To understand is, quite literally, to feel the same. And when things like art and beauty have meaning and inspire, one is just happy enough to write and cannot really correctly remember what it was like to have your will crushed before you or to wonder how many disconfirmations of the natural proclivity to rationalize in the direction of hope it takes to pulverize that proclivity. And so, one will never accurately recreate those fears and sensations.