strangely, as the time passes, there are few things that come and go round a circle, even if you had you push them away. relationships, people, situations at work. it makes me wonder why, and vaguely it appears to me that it's a pattern of uncertainty within one's self - here it's me - which results  to repeating the same mistakes, making the same decisions in the same situations and end up with the same result. in the mean time, it's all different experience! 

however, there's no resistance to the stop the circle. it could be for complacency, it carelessness; but it seems more like a joy in a masochistic fetish for thrill of pain and the ride on the circle! and taste of revenge that could from time to time be sweet.