So here's a sweet little anecdote I'll have to remember to use as a parable some time in the future. For months, I had been feeling stale, depressed, rat-like in my quiet, shut-in lifestyle. I just couldn't seem to get going, or feel calm. I was getting desperate. If I wasn't doing homework, I was doing house work, or staring intently into a meaningless computer screen for hours on end, trying to discover the secret of life I was missing. I was up to 5 cups of coffee a day, just to stave off the endless urge to nap. Everything left me feeling numb. I was working harder, praying harder, worrying harder, and nothing seemed to help. I just couldn't relax. Then today, I finally got around to laundering the free curtains a neighbor gave me when he moved out before Christmas. I tore down the make-shift curtains I'd been using, bed sheets pinned together. Suddenly light filled the room, and I felt like I'd just been resusitated from a comma. So it just goes to show you: sometimes, the answer to your problem is simpler, and closer, than you think. He he. I feel kinda foolish now, in fact. I thought the world was ending. Turns out I just needed curtains.