It's not uncommon for me to have trouble sleeping. My mind starts thinking about what I forgot to do today....that leads to what I would've liked to have done today....and finally I settle in on thinking about the plight of the opossum. My mind jumps around a lot. My shrink....yeah...I got a shrink....says that I think too much. Which makes no sense to me...cause I feel like I'm a very spontaneous person. I don't need order. I just need to worry about everything....it's how I stay on top of every facet of my life. I've argued with her about it....and she says, "Leave the house without a plan....leave your cellphone....leave your planner....and just wing it for one day....just ONE day." I, of course, can't. So...I guess she's right. I usually blog on MySpace when I can't sleep. I prefer MySpace to Facebook. Truth is...I hate Facebook. Everyone is always doing something and I get 500 notifications a day about someone's cat pooping in the kitchen. So...I blog. Which got me thinking about something from days long past..... I used to keep a UO Journal. Well...more than a journal, really. I dropped everything in it. How many times I fought a peerless (Mel 764 times...16 times in one day is my record), the days that I got certain drops, people that I hunted with, impressions of those people...and back in the old days....the names of people I PK'd. So...an hour ago...I remembered my journal....and I started looking through it. And I found a name....Longinus. April 3, 1999. West Brit Bank, Chesapeake Shard. He gave me a Ringmail suit and offered to hunt with me until I made some gold. I never saw him again. And I played that shard until 2004. When I met him....I was upset....ready to quit. He helped me when I needed it....and I always appreciated the sentiment. So....who helped you? Who got you through those days of the steep learning curve? Are you THAT person to someone else?