Repeatedly I invest so much in that which is of no benefit to me until leaving it becomes the heaviest of burdens. Then when I finally convince myself to tear the flimsy construction down, it causes those regrets which in time will see its repetition all over again. So the cycle just repeats over and over again, as I oscillate between the reforming spirit and the rebellious. The reforming spirit speaks of the greater regrets to come, but the rebellious is a brilliant whisperer, ever able to convince of the rightness of yet another wrong. And so here I am once more, back where I started.