this life we live. Strange how we repeat and repeat what we repeat just to end up repeating it again. It’s like no matter how much one tries to adjust and change it seems like history, as they say, repeats itself. Alterations made with intent to change and re-create and bring a more desirable outcome end in an individual discovering that they are who they are and no matter how hard they run from it they face themselves when looking in the mirror. Embracing that person and working with the individual they see and have tried so hard to erase can actually, in a twisted way, blossom into a productive and radiant being. Human being that is.