  "...they were either in agony or ecstasy; the two are often difficult to tell apart. I have even heard that fear and love, agony and ecstasy, are the same feeling, and that its all a matter of perspective...." isnt that the truth. when you are lucky enough to be riding on the high (read as ecstacy, even love) the slighest change can lead you to question and rethink what you are doing, who you are, and where you are going. the slighest doubt can feel like tragedy. your high gives way to the fear and agony waiting patiently in the wings for is cue. these two emotions come and go, one to the other, all too frequently. so often, in fact, that the once distinct lines become blurred.
one slips into the other.... this is a horrible feeling sometimes, but you have to appreciate that this makes you human. if you do not exprience this array of emotion, what will remind you you are alive? the adage says if i must choose between suffering and nothing, i choose suffering. thats whats on my mind today. 
