ah, my ingenious scheme unfurls as i weave through the shadows of psychology, a realm where secrets are merely whispered echoes in the corridors of the mind. do not follow the breadcrumbs i've scattered too closely, for the beauty of my plan lies not in the details but in the ability to start from square one whenever needed. each whispered word is a piece of a larger puzzle, a step preceding the next in a dance only i know the steps to.