Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. So clearly, I am insane. What other explanation is there?
Maybe, I tell myself, maybe this time will be different.
But it's never different. Always, I end up physically and emotionally tensed. Useless anger bubbling up under the surface. I hold my breath. I tighten the muscles in my back. And when I get the usual result, I go back for more.
Insanity, I tell you.
Seriously, though. Sometimes I just can't help myself. Hope springs eternal and this time might offer a different outcome.
Or not.
