....pity I don't take it myself! Why is that so damned difficult to do? Or more to the point, why do I lapse when it comes to myself. I can get glowing testimonials from friends for listening, doling out a much needed perspective (or a smack on the head) and general handing them Eureka! moments. Pithy little gems like 'the only thing we have to fear is fear itself' spew from my repetroire of classic clichés... Yet, when it comes to my own life, I regress into a blithering, emotionally incompetent ass of the first order. Still, shaking Somya like a rag doll in the jaws of a playful mastiff has done wonders towards lifting the shroud of confusion that was holding me in thrall. Who said violence never solves anything????
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