To understand the 'ein sof'

As I woke up to a freezing 'air conditioned' room this morning (outside it's 98f with humidity), my congestion and allergies gave me an analogy to the 'ein sof' that we learn so much about in Chassidus.

A running nose is a moshol to infinity.

It drips and drips and drips and drips, long after I should have scientifically been drained of every particle within my body.