finding the key
Sometimes I get the feeling that if I could just find the key, I could unlock parts of my self long since ignored, tattered, and torn, and start to heal them. The problem for a problem solver like myself (hmm...), is that there isn't just one key. There are many. It's more like a combination lock, and slowly the tumblers fall into place. But even that metaphor doesn't work, as there still isn't a single "aha" moment where all is revealed. So perhaps it is a bunch of locks on a bunch of doors, and slowly you work your way through them. I don't know. I do know that at least one key was found yesterday. And while the door that it opened won't make it all better, it does explain a lot. More will be revealed...