Damn, I love what I do. First, it was sitting next to one reader, listening to her go on and on about particular topic, only to realize that’s what she needed to hear herself.
Then, along comes another client, and we stop to talk a little shop. Me? I’m fishing for a reading. Her? Nothing but nice things to say about me and my work. Then, there was an added bonus, too – comments got back to me about a former teacher, and why he lashed out at me so.
Or maybe not. Might just somebody trying to make me feel better, but that did work.
What really did feel nice was to hang around some friends from New Mexico, make tentative arrangements for a trip out there, and have ourselves a fine meal at Artz Rib House. Made my day.
