Do you revel in the cure brought to you by meds or do you get stuck on the meds because they're more palpable than how the cure feels? It's not about how your best compares to others' best but more like "You're unbelievable" where the dis comes from being overwhelmed, not saying what you mean and meaning what you say.

The thing about the cure is how small the other dings seem. Full appreciation every day drives home how right the direction was to get us here. Life is the cure. Je t'aime.

Back to the palp says the med you feel is the one you proclaim as effective. Channeling the johnny daily improves all the non-J goodies enough to prevail over the angelic whispers. Good boys don't fret over grooming but draw the line at breadcrumbing. This boy draws no lines, micro-sculpts freely and stays driven to not be eclipsed by the onset of the dims.