I'm partially depressed now. I didn't know how it exactly started; there was a sudden rise in the level of intensity and pressure in our love affair that caused a deterioration of our senses. For that split moment,i thought maybe we forgot to laugh at ourselves. We can become too focused on our problem that we lose sight of the beautiful world around us. I felt really bad at the end of it. I began to question myself: When was the last time we stared at the changing formations of the clouds? We can become so attuned to what we want to listen to that we do not realize how much there is to hear. We touch,but do we really feel? Prolly it is just me who is making big issues out of nothing. But i do wonder,why is it that you keep repeating your same old mistakes? I wish you would pause for a little while and reflect on how much you have accomplished. Seriously,what is it in your bucket? There is only one character which i could think of that describes you best: You're downright fickle-minded. Dig this,sometimes there are sacrifices along the way. Challenging yourself to make sacrifices is to the soul like exercise is to the muscles of the body,you can not get the same results by watching someone else do it. I hope you will think it over.