Last night I could not sleep. Got me to thinking about this and that, as will happen in the insomniac frenzy. Recently Cara and I watched Little Dorrit, a BBC mini-series based on the Charles Dickens serialization. Often there would be a family quarrel or misunderstanding, and instead of beating the argument to death, the father would say: "We will never speak of it." It made me think that this is a useful life strategy. Air out the unpleasantness, but then agree to move on. Forget about "closure" and the need to "process" your grievence. Life is too short, yo.