Dissociation's not funny, it dims the glow from the feel of having it all together. How you handle post-estrangement mimics the angst following teenage break-ups. Can't go on living without her + time =yes I can. This doesn't explain the elephant revealed by retrenchment a la famiglia regarding life events but if knowing you're not there means you're not misanthropic what can you do?

The feeling of tile scraping the tummy on those virtual trips to the barrier reef is rehabilitative. Tad chubbies simonize the esteem and sunrise coffee with babbling sounds and bird chirps all say no to the hints of instability. No shame in accepting the label Did gooder with a smile. Fra Angelico, the new altar is the {head}.