Have just coordinated transport to visit with my therapist Sir Dude, for this Wednesday, 26 September 2012.
There's a bit of anxiety mixed in with this releasing of anxiety...
...my HartPlus ticket hole punch is down to one remaining trip. One way. That's the one I've decided to use for this sit down with Sir Dude. If the appointment was for today, I would have been immensely satisfied. There's some change going on within and I need a bit of balance in my world right now. This change I suspect is in fact good, but there is a live self-saboteur living next to me. Usually inside of me. Sometimes gets into me and blends my emotions and innards like a food processor. I know how to turn it on, but have forgotten how to turn him off.
Fiances are a major concern. My home and wife are major concerns. I am not.
Sir Dude, know that I'll be there with bells on come Wednesday. With a couple bags of tea too.
I'll figure out a means home when I get to it.
Shit.
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