I had oral surgery with a dentist last week. They sent me home with a ‘complimentary’ pint of chocolate ice cream. Later that week, I found flowers from my dentist waiting on my porch: yellow roses with yellow and white daisies and baby’s breath. When I told others about these things, people replied, “I can see the ice cream. But flowers? I’ve nver heard of anyone receiving flowers from their dentist.”
I grinned. “I think you just need to spend enough money. Tier one is ice cream. Tier two, and they include flowers.”
Whatever Tier 3 is, I donβt think itβs worth it.
Hope the healing is proceeding as it should.
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Thanks, Annie. Healing seems to be progressing as expected.
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Good!
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feeling a bit better?
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Sorry, sadly, no. Too much dark stuff is embedded in my days of late. Thanks for asking.
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Well, it’s said time heals most things… so hang in there, Mister Seidal.
At least we are alive an’ kicking.
Shame about Mick Ralphs. You heard he passed the other day?
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Thanks. Yep, I’m in better place today, thanks, buoyed by a dream. I’ll take what works.
Yes, read of Mr. Ralphs and had All the Young Dudes as my music in memory. It’s the way of all of us to pass on to another existence.
Hope you’re having a good one. Cheers
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