Tortuous migration. That is a term used by cheesemakers to describe the movement of salt that is rubbed on a wheel of cheese as it makes its way through the interior. Literally, it means "turtle-like migration". At times, life can throw you little emotional cheese wheels through which you are forced to tortuously migrate. What frustrates me most is that these bland, pressed curds of trial are placed in your path even when you are trying to do the right thing. I don't have any witty advice for dealing with them. End of metpahor.