What is written appears as if marking a gain, however small the increment, but it as much marks a loss, as something gone past, no longer needing to be discovered. The general drift has been in service to the estrangement effect, anything to get a little critical distance, as if the only true gain is such a loss. You've given insufficient attention to the opposite move, towards and into the thing, although you've lived that without saying much, and with an uneasy mind.