I'm afraid I've been sent somewhere I've been before. Somewhere not pleasant in the least. A place of envy and self-pity and pensive, immature thoughts. And if this is the role I have been relegated, then so be it. But I will decide to make an effort while I'm still stuck at the border. I refuse to allow myself to be willingly and easily returned to that wasteland. Is anything truly mutual? One can only hope...