Looking back now it is plain to see what the worm had done was take away the worry. And who's to say that is a bad thing and who would listen if anyone did say it because the system was toxic and would eventually due to it's very nature heal itself.
This is one of those rare times I wake up with a sentence. I don't know where it comes from because I don't remember what I dreamed but I don't worry anymore that you or anyone else may think I've lost it because maybe I did. Maybe I needed to.
Otherwise, it's Thursday and my last four remaining hours of vacation will be paid today. As of noon I am swinging on a trapeze without a net. Weeeeeeeeeeee......
Gratitude with all kinds of crazy love,
Now I just need to get Billy Sue to stop worrying or at least invest in some anti-aging creme. Chic is working the wrinkles.