The more things change ...

Even when things appear to be clearing up, there are plenty of clouds that roll back in, darkening the horizon.

I've made some huge realizations lately, but it's so hard, even though I know them to be true, to actually believe them. It's so hard for me, once I identify a problem, to then begin taking steps to correct it. There's such a long way to go, that it's hard to believe I ever can reach the end. Regardless, I must try...

"Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther . . . . And then one fine morning — So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

From F. Scott Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby." If you haven't read it, read it. If you haven't read it lately, read it again soon.