Back in the early 90's, I started writing a novel. It was called "The Cauldron." It was about diving into a volcano. Today, it came up in a conversation with a friend of mine. I never did finish writing it. I didn't know the ending. But I think I do now. Usually, the only way through something is to just keep on driving. It might require getting angry at the problem, stopping to throw the rocks and debris that litter the road out of the way, swearing at the top of your lungs, or buying a new vehicle after you total the first one and the second one and the third one - but you just keep at it. "Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough." - William Saroyan | 
