Butterflies

I have several critical things lined up for the next week or so. Things that require me to be all here.
And yet, I find that I'm stumbling on one, *very personal*, issue (that, as you've noticed dear reader) has been the source of so much grief and anguish here lately.

It has (thank you, *je m'en fou* attitude) been pushed a little into the background. But its still here, dammit!
Like that little peddle in the shoe. So. Bloody. Irritating.