You still want to ask questions. You want to know if the last question is:
"What am I?"

It is difficult to know, what the last question might be. However, I would like to ask you about inspiration. What is it, that makes you pick up the pen?

Your answer is:
"If I hesitate for too long, it's as if, what was meant to be written down, disappears like sand between my fingers. Little remains, but there was something I knew a moment ago and will forget to include. I'm looking for the pen, some paper, time, space and the opportunity to write, what I know is left and also what I have forgotten."
Now you ask the last question:
"Are you big, are you little, who is speaking?"

Little you is in big you;
you need not hide, be insecure, unsafe or feel unloved;
you are seen;
you are embraced by everything;
inspiration, spirit and heart lead you.

"Even on the detours?"

Why do you think these are detours? These are also roads after all.