I think the best time to write really is when you are stuck in a bus or a train having nothing to do but think. Somehow on my way back today this thought struck me. " Everthing comes back into a full circle". I forgot if it was with an irony or fondness that the thought came to me. More soul searching. Its funny how when you thought u found yourself tat you have to return to the begining and rethink that notion.