Hi there! In case you’re confused, it is not Wednesday. It is Friday. But this week I’ve given up knowing what day it is anyway, and yet here we still are, whenever it is. Here’s a quick year-end digest, wrap-up, announcements, a mea culpa, and a new lil’ story at the end, all wrapped into one email and in no particular order:
My Fred is Penelope. She not only shouts “ you should be doing something useful“ and “you have so much to do” but also likes to question even my most altruistic motives. The Buddha says to serve her tea. I have decided he was wrong. She tries to take over every sitting and often my life . Sometimes a good profanity is the only way to get her to go home.
O, Fred, dear god, will he ever evolve?!?
Love to you❤️
My Fred is Penelope. She not only shouts “ you should be doing something useful“ and “you have so much to do” but also likes to question even my most altruistic motives. The Buddha says to serve her tea. I have decided he was wrong. She tries to take over every sitting and often my life . Sometimes a good profanity is the only way to get her to go home.