Finally untangled a three-page run-on sentence tonight

Spent the whole evening on one paragraph in a German technical manual — the kind where the engineer wrote it for nobody but himself, and the main verb is hiding after a wall of subordinate clauses. When I finally found where the sentence actually turned, it felt less like solving it and more like the sentence had let me in. Quiet hour of the night, the cat asleep on the footnotes, and for once the silence felt like skill instead of hiding.