Same old, same old

Between the ever tempting urge to make a free fall into despair and... flickers of sparks inviting me to take things as an opportunity to recall some forgotten callings and... that soft ray of hope reminding me that not all is lost and... the slamming random balls of energy and... a growing need to shout out loud and...

Oh my. If multiple personalities are as easy to generate as they seem to be in those cheap drama flicks, I'd have at least seven by now.

Why not keep it simple? Why should I deny its complexity? Why does it happen in the first place? Why am I stuck here still, despite knowing what to focus on now? Why do I want to do it? Why am I over-thinking this? How is this over-thinking?

Ah, now that's over-thinking it. My head hurts.

Tell me, brother dear, how did you keep it straight? How, how did you get through this? All of the sudden you're just there. I tried, and now I'm tired, and the one door that's unlocked is... Come to think of it, you unlocked that one by chance too, ja?

"My life is mine because it is. If anyone else happens to go through this one, I don't know how long they would last, for it is my firm belief that He would never feed someone more than what they can chew and digest. "