You’re welcome. What language is that?

Also, I’m at that age where I need to be less like Deadpool and more like Yates:

“I sat, a solitary man,
In a crowded London shop,
An open book and empty cup
On the marble table-top.
While on the shop and street I gazed
My body of a sudden blazed;
And twenty minutes more or less
It seemed, so great my happiness,
That I was blessed and could bless.”

If you ever have doubts about yourself, please read this story, even though it’s funny on the surface, it’s 100% the truth:

To write or not to write… that is the question

Keep up the good work!