When I was a boy, I remember playing with this little toy where many tiny-colored penguins would climb these stairs.  When it reached the top it would slide down and then climbed up the stairs again.  It was fascinating to watch.  Events happened later in my life that brought me back to those penguins.  Climbing up so high, falling, and then doing the same motions over and over.  I’ve learned from many mistakes, made rules to make sure it doesn’t happen again.  Sometimes, you end up breaking your own rules.  I’m tired of climbing.  I’m tired of falling.  Eventually the battery runs out.