For me... depression hits... like standing in the middle of the train tracks.. and being hit by a speeding train...

with that kinda of speed and intensity... I start reviewing my life... taking stock.. of what has happened.. the good.. the bad ... the very ugly...

and when it comes down to it... I say: I've lived more in my lifetime than a 100 year old person... it's time... I want peace...I just cannot figure out why God does not agree...

freewill.. wishing for peace.. one way or another...