Enough. The gyre is widening and I've fought for so long. There is no more hope. I look to the darkness now, for life has been too long and held too little joy. I don't fear death any more; it's life I fear. I found out yesterday that my heart (left ventricle) has enlarged. I don't have high blood pressure, but I am diabetic. My body is self-destructing; let it, if that's what it wants. I can't fight any more. I also found out that my dog may have cancer. I've lost so many people that I love over the past couple of years. I can't take any more. At least when I die, I'll be those who have gone before. From Ursula LeGuin: Only in silence, the word Only in darkenss, light Only in dying, life Bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky And also: Heal the wound and cure the illness, but let the dying spirit go. Time to go home.