Caesar was right

realization in my brain cells: it is during the lows of daily life that you realize who your true friends are. It is surprising who is willing to jump down in the gutter and bring you up to the land of the happy-go-lucky. It is even more shocking when the people you thought would be there, let you stay in the gutter without a word of concern. It is amusing, though perhaps more correctly disconcerting, that at times it is a role reversal and at other times it is exactly the people you expect. Et tu, Brute?  Caesar had the right idea- you are your own best friend, senate and emperor. GO INDEPENDENCE!