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Been There, Done That, Got the T-Shirt and Sent it Back....

The circle of life is a misnomer.

There isn't merely one circle of life, but a series of concentric circles all spiraling inward, with the intent of collapsing the universe in on itself....or failing that, with the intent of driving us all mad. The number of times in the past year I can remember uttering the phrase--"Here we go again"-- is staggering. Seems the older I get, the more repetitious the doldrums of life become.

And it isn't that I am against routine...quite the contrary. What I am against, however, is the mind-numbing, soul-sucking, time-wasting monotony of stagnation----both physical and mental. It seems every time I stop and look around, I find myself back on the same collapsing spiral. All forward motion only serves to sling-shot me back to the ever-sinking center of the circle.

This isn't intended as a depressive missive or even a manic rant....just a statement of fact, an observation of life as I see it...

I was never a fan of the Tilt-A-Whirl-- in fact, I'm getting nauseous just thinking about it-- but there isn't a better image that I can think of to describe the gut-churning roundabout that life has strapped us into.

Anybody know a backdoor out of this Funhouse? I just want to have a go on a different ride for a while.....

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