Turn that movie off. The one that keeps playing thru your head. Throw the DVD (the one that stars H & OW) out the window the next time you are in your car. Throw it onto a busy dirt road where lots of cars will run over it.
I'm seeing the same movie MT. I've got that rubber band back on my wrist. Each time the picture starts to run again I snap the band. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. Snap. Different kind of pain.
Most of us are about as happy as we make up our minds to be.
