In reference to this, yes. Yes, I do have someone in mind. I think we could help each other tremendously on the way to healing our broken selves. It feels right. So very right. The sooner, the better, says the impatient impish me lounging on my left shoulder. Patience, child, whispers the angelic me into my right ear. To make the first move or not, that is the question. The need to know, the fear of knowing. My feathered thing flies.
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