Don't you just love that feeling of going back to square one all over again? And that's how it is. Always. I feel like I'm slipping, and I believe it's what we commonly term as kiasu, except that this is not fear of losing per se (I've always wanted to use that), but a sense of losing (something) and afraid to do so. And I really, really thought I was past this, and why am I now receiving it from someone not so familiar? Maybe that should be the topic for Social Documentary.