What's funny is... What's funny is life is a circle. Patterns, if uninterrupted, repeat. And only you can change them. History is remarked upon by wars, nature and, well, human nature. When I was littler, I was enraptured by a television show entitled Connections. I was floored by the concept that everything is linked. A gentleman with an engaging Scottish accent explained seemingly random facts and perspectives, as if a seamstress using words and ideas armed like a needle and thread, weaved, till everything was sewn up tight. But reality is not neat. Nor are the feelings, and the repercussions of said emotions, patterns, and experiences. Much like that moment in a car crash, your skull rattling against itself at that sensation of impact, too real to ever properly describe in a blog post or a conversation, that moment where sensory is all you have. If unchecked, that experience, will undoubtedly reoccur. Tonight, I am getting out of that car, surrendering to Dorothy, and walking away. Goodnight Gracie. Hale and Farewell.