Okay, just have to say you did one of your things again that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. (No, not what your dirty mind is thinking) . . . but I have been in the strangest mood of late and the only way I could describe it is, damn, my compass has gone screwy; I have no earthly idea anymore about what I want or where I am going. Not the vaguest damn clue. Then I read your horoscope for Scorps for the week about needing to find true north. Huh.
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Yes, Kramer, every once in a while you are so truly on the money that it is almost creepy. And I’m here to say that more than once your advice along the lines of “yes you’re right but now is not the time to speak up” has really saved my butt (not that I’m outspoken or anything). So, once again, thank you.
Yes, Kramer, every once in a while you are so truly on the money that it is almost creepy. And I’m here to say that more than once your advice along the lines of “yes you’re right but now is not the time to speak up” has really saved my butt (not that I’m outspoken or anything). So, once again, thank you.