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someone reached in and removed my reasoning…

My phone rang and I couldn’t answer it… matter of fact I couldn’t move. I was numb and felt like someone had reached in and removed my reasoning.  About a half hour passed before I stirred.  However, I was thinking… deeply about how her true goodness and love finally shone… ‘the good is oft interred with their bones’. Shakespeare at a moment like this… appropriate… timeless.  She was concerned about me… the headaches.  Where was she getting her information?  Oh God, her doctor friends, she has people of influence and information.  Fuck!  What if she got the results of my test somehow?  What if something really is wrong with me?  There isn’t.  If there was they would have called.  End of story…  I’ll call them tomorrow to verify.

Then reality set in.  Whitey is absolutely right.  I am involved in this somehow.  Someone could have been jealous that she gave me so much money.  Thoughts just started to swirl and I jumped up and let out a primal scream and tore into the heavy bag.