I spent the last few years trying new things, new ways to make a living, new kinds of learning, new location, all to no avail. Like an insect in amber, like fruit in aspic, I remained suspended, unable to advance or retreat. Security, peace of mind, happiness eluded me, life was a struggle from crisis to disaster and on to the next crisis. I decided the only way out was to go in, the solution must be in myself. I hope I’m right because it just seems to get worse, the darkest hour had better darn well be before the dawn.