I am doing fantastic at number 7.
this has been a 180 degree shift.
at one point, I couldn’t wait to be friends with ms. random, her perima’s dog, her chithi’s fridge (what? because inanimateRus)and and her seventh cousin’s mosquito. sheesh. and the consequences I had to face were mostly dog-bitten, and hard to thaw off and annoying.
but now the STOP sign is on. the RED light is glowing. And bring out the drum roll because self-preservation is the name of my game.