Deep as this hole is already, I just keep digging. Climbing out becomes impossible the deeper I go. But, I must like this otherwise I'd grab the rope that is right above my head. There is a struggle for the controls and the bastard who wants to crawl into a hole and hide from the world is winning. Nietzsche said Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders. Perhaps you are doubly blessed if you manage your life in such away as there is nothing to forget. Efficiency is a mark of greatness right?