Life seems to be a place where you, everyone and everything you love, eventually falls apart, collapses, and dies, with no escape – plus some distractions that keep your will going – when those distractions cease, your will ceases, and you curl up and die – one apparently just needs a constant stream of worthwhile distractions or delusions to make it through – something I apparently fail miserably at – not a fan of distractions or delusions unfortunately… oh well…

You and everything you care for, will eventually fail – it is just a question of when and how long you can keep at it