It isn't suitable. It must not be suitable in any context. It doesn't make sense of where you look at it. I dont know why, but certainly in a couple of days, months or perhaps years someone used to be feel good about some situations, but when you returned and recreated it you realize that everything was wrong. All IS wrong. All things that you have done for years, or not necessary done, maybe things that you trusth on, theories wich you lived by, suddenly turned unhealthy. Thats the matter, unhealthy. What would you do if your only purpose of life became your more distant dream? If the only thing that made sense for you to supporting everything, went and sank in the most deep dream that you have ever thought? THAT really is the matter. In one hand, it was supposed to happen. In fact it had happened, and thats the reality, I must go on, the show must go on. Day after day we see how things take their way, how love turns grey, like the skin of a dying man. Indeed we continue with that, thinking that 'every little thing, is gonna be all right'. But what happen when we realize that this isnt a 'little thing'? When we realize that things got out of our hands? Yes, of my hands. Night after night we pretended all right, but when someone grown older, maybe grown colder, and nothing is very much fun any more. Despite our circle of friends, that is our, and only our decision. And thats when I feel cold as a razor blade, tight as a tourniquete, and nothing is very much fun, ANYMORE.