I have watched you do it for two years.

Every single thing you have ever given me, you gave me because it was a thing that could be handed over.

You never once asked me a question that did not have an answer you could act on.

So I gave you a problem.

I made it a legal one, with an office and a fee, because I knew that if I gave you a form you would fill it in, and I knew that if I asked you for anything else you would have to decide, and I did not think I would survive being decided about.

And then: