But then it’s great.
But then it sucks again. Worse.
And then you add wine and it’s not as bad.
But mostly, it’s like taking a fossilized piece of mud from the bottom of the lake and deciding you’re going to try to polish it with a shoe cloth and hope to find a diamond. And so you begin the ridiculous work of trying to pull something rare and valuable and amazing from a promising but daunting mound of dirt.
(Yes, I’m aware that diamonds do not come from dirt mounds at the bottom of the lake. But I am too tired from editing to edit this post here.)