And suddenly, I found myself in a brawl. Guns out and knives were wielded.
It's strange how one finds himself trapped in a situation where he is limited by the amount of actions he can act upon. In my case, I was in a argument with a family member that led to death. Of course, it didn't lead to the death of a human, but to an endeavor. An endeavor to help.
It's a strange feeling knowing that you had the ability to help someone a few years ago, but since you didn't, the problem grew into something bigger. And now, the little problem that was a seed, he is engulfed by the spicy venom.
It's a sad feeling.