Myself and My Mind
This morning I was called to a meeting between myself and my mind. I had no idea that this was on todays agenda, and so I was totally unprepared for the questions that seemed to be coming in rapid succession. At first I thought I knew what I was talking about, only to have my mind change my opinion. I came away from the meeting having feelings of inadequacy, and of ineptness, only to be rescued by the little voice hidden deep in my psyche telling me to accept the fact that although I was not properly prepared for such a spontaneous meeting, that I should find solace in the fact that my mind was quizzing me on things that happened as long ago as yesterday
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