I’m melancholy this morning. The entry into my days is largely fueled by dreams which expose, in a paced fashion, the depth of my hope, anxiety, guilt, fear, love and passions. For a while my dreams have been more about opportunities lost and people I have let go. It was opportune on such a morning that I read my weekly stream from Brainpickings. The article about Sugar is raw with the following quote hitting home for me: Inexplicable sorrows await all of us. Life isn’t some narcissistic game you play online. It all matters — every sin, every regret, every affliction. And in answer to WTF? Ask better questions, sweet pea. The fuck is your life. Answer it.