Quicksands

Have you ever got into a series of unfortunate situations where the more you struggle, the more you sink?

Realisation dawned on me early today that I'm doing a Titanic. Now I cannot help but ask the question: why do we often fail to recognise such traps when we have encountered them before a handful of times?

Maybe we are too hooked up with routines that everytime we run into a glitch, it makes sense that we move unto a resolution. Resolutions may range from the idiotic to the wisely, long-term or short-term. It probably takes some foresight to achieve a sensible resolution. I have foresight. However, as I am easily touched by depression, I often take it for granted and lull on my emotions.

Or maybe some problems are just meant to be kept under the pillow for a while. Writing this I just recalled the existence of the words sabbatical, hiatus, vacation, break. I am such a git to forget; maybe I have made myself much of an Exuperian grown-up already.

So how to survive a quicksand?? Call for help, I say. Ayuda, ayuda. As to whom you call help for it is up to you. The immediate assistance you can get is from yourself. It is wise not to step into a quicksand for these treacherous events are relentless in pounding your spirit down and if by accident or incident you step into one, I believe it is wiser to stay calm without losing some sense of urgency.

The dangers are real.