If, by the worst estimate, my journey for funding that starts in Fall of 2025 were not to be completed until the Fall of 2027, to which the struggle to attain an answer regarding success is no longer than 16 months, what is there to complain, by standards of a similar timeframe between my journey to one of Xenophon, when his men was poised by the constant external threats of their physical lives, while I can sleep and eat well, in safety?