Sometimes, you're struck by something that touches you, that brings
part of your past bouncing up and down on your head annoyingly
until you sorta have to acknowlege it but you don't know how.
So you reach out in some small way, and sometimes, *sometimes,*
there's some random connection made that reminds you there's a
point to having survived shit, maybe.
 
usually tho you just get reminded that people suck and you should just
shut the fuck up.  Damn, forgot to take my Phuqitol again....