Shit, or get off the pot.

A never ending cycle of going back to times before now, and finding no answers. What I'm trying to find isn't clear, but what I do find is always the same. The same disappointments, the same heart aches, the same questions that will go unanswered. Finding myself in the same vulnerable position, wishing I had more willpower than this. If I could go back and change it all, I might... just for some new scenery... a change in pace. The demon's are sticking around, and I look forward to having the mental capacity to start tackling them one on one. I'm in no rush to watch my life pass me by, so I will take it one day at a time... and be grateful for what I've got now... work with what I have available to me. Good things come to those who wait.