As a creature of habit, to move from a situation to another can be startling; or maybe even worse, it can be a burden on a broken psyche. To experience that sadness seems like a logical step in dealing with mortality; but the result, whether logical or illogical, can remain a thorn in one's side and bring one to their knees, wishing for an ear or an eye to witness them. To remain alone in the midst of depression, is a curse; for which there seems to be no cure.