These are the concerns that keep me up at night, and which, depending on the night, leaves me feeling partially stuck like Persephone in the underworld. Or perhaps Limbo/Spirit Prison is a better representation of where I am, stuck in the middle of a problem where no particular solution is especially appealing. But for now, for better or worse, that is where I find myself, and dammit (damn me?) I’m just looking forward to the time when I too can feel that “overall, though I’m just happy to be not too worried about it.”