As the haze settles across the bowed head the heart reaches the the sunshine. While we venture through the fog it is the warmth of the sun's rays across our shoulders that pushes us on. Life is a deluge of oppressive negativism we have but two choices succumb and allow ourselves to be crushed, or strengthen our armor of family and friends all the while laughing at the insignificance of that which many allow to drive them deeper into the haze.