“So, this is the thing?”

Sometimes I just want to quit. I want to stop fighting against the ever coming tide. I’ll get tired of the

endless journey. I'll fail to see the point of it all.

There are other things that I could be doing.

“Yeah, just stop. Let it wash right over you. Drowning ain’t all that bad,” is what I’ll hear in my head and I

won’t disagree. But then I’ll hear, “So this is the thing that does you in? This is the thing that is going to

defeat you?”

And the ‘thing’ is not worthy of a victory over me, so I’ll just take the next step further and shut up about it.

Usually, the internal dialog is condensed to:

“I want to quit.”

“So, this is the thing?”