The vitality of the scarcely bearable, the near constancy of the inopportune, the ascendancy of the inadequate and the deeply compromised, the enduring undauntedness of insipid extroverts, the dour knowingness of the unvarnished id, the kinetic echoes of the past failures rebounding off the walls of present indeterminacy, acute reminders of how often lucid insight disproves the notion that this time, perhaps, it might be different.