Sometimes in life it is always hard to tell what the other person is thinking. They have problems as well as you, your dearest friend and companion can suddenly become your worst enemy. Feeling distant you can no longer approach them. The more you try the harder it becomes. Depression and Despair become us, no matter how hard we try to prevent the inevitable, death becomes us. As a very good friend of mine once put, either you are working on living or you are working on dieing. Which is it?
