I'm now a frequent visitor at my local GP.
So much so that he comes out of his consultation room to greet me.
I tell him I need a Hepatitis booster and perhaps a flu vaccine.
He tells me we can consider it next time.
In our previous 5-minute exchange he told me I looked worn out.
Tonight he said 'You need rest. What's going on here?'.
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Words are tricky little bastards.
One word, multiple loadings. The true intention often found amongst land mines.
It's not what you say. It's how you say what you say.
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I'm finding peace with many things.
The decisions and consequent actions that have taken me here
Are no longer issues I choose to grapple with.
I can't tell you if it's the zen way,
Or plain apathy.
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Some tunes never fail to turn my insides out.
Lamb's *Gabriel* is one of them.
Another is Portishead's *Roads*.
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A couple of weeks ago the creative director at my agency told me that I'm the 'most dangerous' female in the office. It wasn't tongue-in-cheek. There was no humour in it at all.
So today I finally asked. He gave me a list of adjectives and analogies.
"Mysterious. Fear of the unknown. The beautiful flower that lures you closer but will swallow you whole before you realise what hit you. Depth. Like the colourful corals that live in deep waters. Nothing shallow here."
Gee. I'm not sure what to make of it. But it comes close to the most memorable E-description to date (compliments of the system administrator at an old workplace, after too many Asahis one night, at Robot): Intimidating, high maintenance, unapproachable bitch.
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