Walls

... And if I had painted the walls of my room, only to have the house demolished a few years later, if people said, "Oh! What a shame it is that your artwork had to be destroyed!", I would say, "Nay, for there has ever been far better art than mine."

But that's not true now, is it? What you create is undoubtedly the best of what there is, and there is absolutely no replication that can match it. So all in all, yes. It would actually be quite a shame when I had worked so long to cover the walls with twisting loops and sinewy tigers and bubbling brooks and crystal dewdrops and lovely, little, jewel-like ladybugs ("Marienkäfer" in German).

I think I'm still in that state where your brain has woken up but your body is still sleeping. I think I come to that state a lot. I think there should be a name for that condition. The Wetterbericht says it's going to rain today.