When I look back on my life I realize I had been fighting against the current of my own life instead of going with the flow. I often find myself fighting the immensity of everything that's happened to me like a small animal fighting every wave on the surface. I wondered what if I let myself drown in my own thoughts for once? What waited for me at the bottom of everything I was up against? It was within this question that I found I was fighting nothing but figments and debris of things that were no longer happening no longer relevant no longer current.