i wonder how fast it takes for one to go absolutly insane from solitude, a week a month or years. if the state of inertia is to be an un-interuped state of action, thought , emotion , or a consistancy of property, then is it to be asked when inertia is no longer needed or wanted, if that is the question in the first place , or will the thought of a lone survivour with a mind torn between a darness inwitch you can not escape and a light inwitch surounds and comforts them be a more or less blinding peace of mental inuety ? who will have an answer to shake this annoying inertia of mine? will it be some one expected , or some compleat stranger? i guess that just like a tootsie roll , the world may never (k)now.