Introspection Dissection

I awoke in horror as I was under anesthetic and meant to be unconscious. I was a whirling floating spirit flying over my own body. I was in shock as I realized I was the surgeon with scalpel and retractor in hand, about to introspect and dissect the faults and problems within my own inner self. First, I spied the benign pile of regrets, in the form of gall stones in the spleen and gall duct. One wave of the zapper smashed my lingering regrets to sand. Now they could no longer block my way of evicting spleen and bile which clogged my life. Secondly, I spied the grudges forming cataracts on the eyes. My vision on crutches, clouded by grudges left unresolved. Baring those grudges I had borne for so long allowed me to forgive and forget their origin. There is no point in letting old grudges cloud your vision. Thirdly, I spied how unkempt and disheveled I looked. My self-esteem needed a steam clean and shake up. It was time I started looking after myself properly. I got to work with a make-over to make my self-image the best that it could be. Hair cut, new clothes, new posture and gait Topped off with a sunny smiling disposition and joie de vivre glow and aura. With that my introspection and dissection was complete.