The previous post was a chore!
But keeping the mind active critical to mood.
I feel so bad for going toxic over a communication breakdown with a colleague, so to speak, not that it was ever optimum. I've a tendency to think the worst, especially if I'm at a loss for information towards evaluating the circumstance. Somewhat diffident. Somewhat angry. Beyond humoring? I hate guessing games when well-being is at stake. Goes to the ethic of how responsible people are about what stimulates emotions. Other people are not responsible for them, you are. Everyone's got different sensibilities, modulators and thresholds and you can't expect someone who doesn't know you to empathize. Of course when they do and 'push your buttons' it's another matter. I just didn't know where to draw that line. What to believe has got to be predicated by what one knows as a result of information and discourse. How to do that without being intrusive or manipulative is problematic. Then there is always: "Can't you take a hint?" LOL Which one? Anyway, my brain got stuck on stupid. Mine coronary apparatus? BP 126/72, P 68; sinus rhythm, thank you much.
I feel so bad for going toxic over a communication breakdown with a colleague, so to speak, not that it was ever optimum. I've a tendency to think the worst, especially if I'm at a loss for information towards evaluating the circumstance. Somewhat diffident. Somewhat angry. Beyond humoring? I hate guessing games when well-being is at stake. Goes to the ethic of how responsible people are about what stimulates emotions. Other people are not responsible for them, you are. Everyone's got different sensibilities, modulators and thresholds and you can't expect someone who doesn't know you to empathize. Of course when they do and 'push your buttons' it's another matter. I just didn't know where to draw that line. What to believe has got to be predicated by what one knows as a result of information and discourse. How to do that without being intrusive or manipulative is problematic. Then there is always: "Can't you take a hint?" LOL Which one? Anyway, my brain got stuck on stupid. Mine coronary apparatus? BP 126/72, P 68; sinus rhythm, thank you much.
Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas –
Yet still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland,
And we in dreams behold the Hebrides!
Fair these broad meads, these hoary woods are grand;
But we are exiles from our fathers' land.
Ah, some humor at last. You know, the Pep Boys don't exist either.
Manny, Moe and Jack? Six feet under or sprinkled over Carhenge?
Carl Icahn owns the business, the trademark, the logo... the legend. Takeovers.
Are we to proceed thus? Everything reduced to commercial transactions? Way it is.
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