I think life has a funny way of pushing you in the direction you are supposed to go. I'm starting think that all those episodes I have had was me, my subconsious self merely slapping myself to make me realize that maybe I was focusing on the wrong things and that the right things are sooo moving and feel so right and it seems weird that when you throw away so much you think at first that you have less but really you made room in your life for something new and something real and something better. Your eyes feel open and you really see that perspective really is everything because everything looks and feels so different once you change your perspective.