Most of the time, I feel I have nothing that seems salient or intelligent to say about them.

You remember what we said about roosting on my friends, T. Witt!

I never want anyone to feel obligated to me. Very few things will flip me over into tiny philosopher territory faster than the feeling that someone has only done something to be nice to me, or because they think I can't take the alternative.

(That said: I believe you. Thank you.)

I could use a hug this afternoon, too. I swallowed a great deal of pride today and got myself evaluated for cognitive therapy. It was not an easy step to make.

Lots of hugs.

*and some extra*