Feeling unmoored and thinking these last few days of a line from Alan Watts's THE WISDOM OF SECURITY, something to the effect of that when you realize you're stuck in a circle the only choice is to stop circling, and, while I like his sentiment I can't help but wonder, especially now, what's the jumping-off point? Is it a total jump and then a hard look at everything in it? Every jump I've tried lands me back into the circle, the hamster wheel. Flummoxed. Whatever it is, something's not right and I'm feeling in a rut. Is my circle a dangling car on a stalled ferris wheel or a drain?