Four, five years is a long time. Time spent covering a considerable distance. But yet I find myself in this place once again. Treading a circular path and coming full circle.

So here I am. After all this time. Thinking back to things said. Still musing over some of those words and phrases that have been etched in memory. Sometimes debating internally with the sort of ferocity that you wouldn't come to expect of situations that have since lapsed for longer than it would've taken to turn grapes into a fine bottle of wine.

This is one of those things in life I guess. Can't crack it and in this circle you'll remain. For however long it'll take to breakaway.

Retrospective clarity. Still waiting for it.