In irons

no wind
lots of sails
=
a degree of useless flapping

even when you think there may be a hint of something to discover that not only was the inkling right but it was even more than that.... can knock you sideways
all that time overcoming what seemed the inevitable seemed to, almost, be a waste of time
It wasn't as we all grow as life goes on. And i know that i have gained alot thro' that which spiralled me in to the black pit.
I loathe the term "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger". When you're deep in depression, be it reactionary or clinical, you just want to strangle the person who quotes this insipid phrase which is usually uttered by people who've not languished in the sea of pain that depressives have endured.
So - take that strangulation and see how friggin' stronger you feel after that, matey! Grrr!

Life is weird and i am ... scratching my head.
What to do next.
Time! the thing that people as being the healer. Something else that annoys me but, i'll give 'em that one. It does heal all wounds - or, it lessens the pain. that's close enough for me.

We'll see.
Time will tell.
For now - in a world and conditions far removed my little irks -

here's some perspective
http://media.causes.com/530473?p_id=21794584&ref=nf

Loving Puddle of Mudd's Blurry