I always wondered what the big deal about Limbo was (the place between heaven and hell, not the dance with the pole). I was just a big world of 'meh'. That didn't sound so bad.

Over the past 6 months or so, my life has been in Limbo. And it has been rotten, let me tell you. It is a utterly powerless situation where you can't make any decisions because you aren't informed enough to make them. Everything just hangs in the air, stagnating.

Finally, and seemingly all at once, things finally started to get moved around. And now, looking back, I realize how powerful I was really was. I was the one, at least in part, behind much of that movement. You don't realize it, but all that anger and frustration and hopelessness eventually starts to bubble and boil over and starts to affect everything else. And then, life moves on. As it always has, and as it always will.