Recurrence

I hate that word. Basically what it means to me is, "Well, you thought I was gone, but I was just hiding and now I'm back to kick your ass."

Shocking how one phone call and one 10 letter word can ruin your day, turn you into a weepy shell of your normal self, and have you wishing you could somehow wiggle your nose a la Samantha on Bewitched and find yourself transported to a city hours away.

I feel so damn helpless.