sorry...I'm just too raw and rough to be very pristine in my expression. What I mean by juice is probably fortitude. You ask me how strong and commited I am? Probably more commited than strong and terrified as a result. You see...I am truly clinicaly depressed from my recent loss and yet the only thing that really keeps me here is my love and care for my loved ones. Children, lover, friends....I have lost all sense of what I need and I cling to what I can give as my only venue for meaning. I am lost lost lost but still, somehow, shining in love