Reading this made me think of something totally different, but with a similar thread. It reminded me of playing doodle baseball – sounds silly, right? But think about it: you're aiming for that perfect hit, failing a bunch of times, but each swing teaches you something new about timing. It's that constant cycle of failure and learning that keeps you hooked. Maybe that's a micro-apocalypse of its own – the death of a perfect swing, with the hope of revelation with the next try.!