That cart-before-horse awkward lashup/yet we Knew what the author meant! reminds of the mind/brain's Need-to: resolve! every conundrum which seems: it should be Resolvable!
Another example evoked here: re a composer + house guest? 'familiar' of some ilk:
S/he would come home rather late, softly play a minor chord (on the piano not the tuba, you wretch) and go up to bed.
Said composer simply Had-to resolve that chord into a major er, denouement(?) before sleep was possible.
We're fucking-weird in such ways, ain't we?
..now about that bizarre/un-reachable itch between the shoulder blades, noticed just before nodding off: decide to scratch it?
..or go with the lovely flow.. of that... impending.... petit mort? EH?!
Another example evoked here: re a composer + house guest? 'familiar' of some ilk:
S/he would come home rather late, softly play a minor chord (on the piano not the tuba, you wretch) and go up to bed.
Said composer simply Had-to resolve that chord into a major er, denouement(?) before sleep was possible.
We're fucking-weird in such ways, ain't we?
..now about that bizarre/un-reachable itch between the shoulder blades, noticed just before nodding off: decide to scratch it?
..or go with the lovely flow.. of that... impending.... petit mort? EH?!