Not that the goal was to learn something from this experience, but it does seem like I'm coming away with a counter-intuitive lesson that it is perfectly acceptable to not finish things occasionally--to come back later with a fresh perspective. I've always been prone to just get things done, no matter the outcome, because it's better than not finishing. Alternatively, if I know I'm not going to get to something any time soon, I push it so far back in my mind that I forget all about it. This experience has made me more comfortable with having things be in progress.
So, since you aren't going to get an ending to the story today, here is a consolation prize: learn how to make popcorn on the stovetop, and then go to it. It is awesome. I'm eating some right now. Go enjoy some popcorn for awhile and then, before you know it, I'll come back and write some more about Joan and her friend. I promise I have a really good ending. I just don't have time to do it justice.
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