I do believe that I have convinced myself that I am doing anything but hiding. in this cave, a few inches shy of being six feet under, I quietly tall myself that it is all at my fingertips, ready to be had. Wasted time, denied moments, if I only finish this one last thing all will be right, right after I finish this one last task that keeps me from the next task at hand. The circle grow bigger and I look to my feet to see the bugs buried six feet down, waiting for my arrival.