There she was, a long way from where she wanted to be or so it seemed. The beginning made little difference if a person felt as though they were continuously at the end.
The end of what though, their wits, could life be so bad insanity had become a good option?
Insanity was merely another world or way of thinking, perspective the key issue. The only problem with being insane is that it’s frowned upon. Blinking she hadn’t moved, baby steps, she was on her way, no longer at the beginning or stuck at the end but somewhere in between.