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Wednesday, March
18, 1015
Things
have been especially hard lately. My
fingertip (that I near severed and requiring a rush over to the ER and five
stitches to put it back together just four hours before I was rushing to catch
a train) is still quite sore and uncomfortable six weeks later. I've had a cold. I've had little sleep. I feel like I'm on 24x7
without a break. I have been called a
grandmother and called an "aunt" figure by someone in his late 20s. . . It's been a confronting time in life.
So
Julia asked me today if I had seen a "canceller." I thought, "Dear God, how does she know
I just want to check out and cancel almost everything about life!?"
Then
I realized that she meant to say, "counselor." :)