We go through cycles. Nothing groundbreaking there. But the thing that interests me is their creation and destruction. We notice that certain cycles in our life eventually seem to end and others are almost constantly beginning. What grabs my mind are those times. What is it about the things that occur at the starts and the finishes that give them the honor to begin or end a cycle? What is it about us that helps, allows, or commands those things to begin or end? I haven't a clue, but I think those are the times to really pay attention. We often do the same things over and over again. And sometimes we are perfectly alright by that.
