Greenbar’s comments about influence/control remind me of another incident that happened lately.
The other day, W told me flat-out that I will book an appointment with my doctor. I have a cyst that continues to grow, a sore hip that hinders my karate, and a smoker’s cough that’s gotten worse lately (I’ve been smoking a lot more than usual). I’m not particularly worried about any of these, but she was adamant.
Do I feel controlled? I kinda feel like she cares
Guess there’s no black and white in this area.
Duchess,
The small things that we do or fail to do throughout our R are what get us into trouble. Seems like modern living makes us take or SO for granted, and we drift apart.
So, it’s the small things that get us back on track. And, at the same pace as when we got derailed.
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