I sit here wondering... is the sugar glider gliding in? you know, that ghost that creature that could be scary no matter it's size but just because it glides and could sneak up on you from above or beside or... don't you ever get sick of the paranoia and the wonder do I live forever? don't I? did I do enough? did I sin a little too much? and you take another breath and another and pray and wonder and paranoia and slumber and you look above and there is no sugar glider coming in I mean, at what point do you just surrender give in and believe I mean, at what point do you convince yourself of your own belief?