This post has little to do with faith and science. I just need an outlet. Life's been complicated recently, and in Joni Mitchell's words, "I've looked at life from both sides now, from win and lose, and still somehow, it's life's illusions I recall. I really don't know life at all."

I don't know anything anymore. What's right, what's wrong, what it's all about. At times it feels like a mean trick, and what you thought was the way through is not, and instead you are led through a really complicated maze of twists and turns and dead-ends. I think that's what she was talking about, life's illusions. The belief you had and the holes you are left with when the spell is broken.

All I want for Christmas is you.