Boxes, boxes, boxes and still more boxes

I was helping a friend pack last night. Yep, another failure of marriage, monogamy, commitment and all it stands for but thats a different post altogether. Anyway standing looking at this ever growing pile of labelled boxes against the wall I had one of those profound moments when things make sense even if it's only for a moment. You see that's exactly what I've been doing I've been putting my "issues" into individual little boxes, labelling them and then trying to fix each little thing individually instead of seeing the "big picture. Instead of realising that all these issues are actually symptoms of something else. Now I just need to figure out exactly what the something else is (although I do have a suspision) and maybe, just maybe I'll start making forward progress and keep going forward instead of taking one step forward and three leaps backwards. . . . . . . . .