Comedy of Errors

Walking my dog on the open space last night, I went into a sort of trance in which I reviewed all the problems in my life. It was a brilliant moment: I saw how all these issues connected, saw the solutions, realized what I needed to do and how and with whom. This was great!

When I stopped to take a breath, to celebrate this moment and look around, I suddenly realized that I didn’t know where I was on the trail….and I couldn’t find my dog.

So, I pulled out my trusty cell phone and called myself to set up an appointment for an hour of therapy. Got the number off the internet. Hope this guy’s good. 

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