Careful What You Ask For

Yesterday was a strange day.

In a good way. Sorta. It was the same kind of good as squeezing pus out of an old wound is - hurts like a mofo, but in the end aids the healing process.

But still left me wondering if aliens had stolen Charlie Brown's mind. Such introspection and insights from a man who is the epitome of an emotional blockhead - threw me for a loop!

I will elaborate more, later.

But suffice to say that my initial reaction wasn't gratitude but suspicion and fear, things that aren't exactly pride-inspiring. I have a lot of work to do on myself.




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