I knew when I began this series of articles that it would end when I was raised to Master Mason. Formally, I am no longer an initiate.
I also knew that I was very likely to be the only person who ever read it - that the individual blogger on an isolated website was destined for obscurity as social media obscured the Internet.
So I knew the effort was simply to record some of my impressions about the events leading to the Third Degree of Freemasonry simply for the purpose of doing it, as a sort of diary, which stimulated my latent habits of diligence of observation, as well as a strange inclination to arrange and manage words.
As such it said nothing about Freemasonry, only a bit about me, barely a topic of interest.
Mission accomplished. I wonder what's next.