After Joe G’s diagnosis of me on his current podcast (#64 Syblil vs. Dr. Elizabeth Lofus), I feel glad to have had a sunny day, or at least one of my personalities feels glad.
When I think about Sybil, I finally understand Peterson.
(Joe, I sound so much taller on your podcast than in real life. Is that through the magic of editing?)
I’m staying in the little town of Crieff, birthplace of Ewan McGregor, (who apparently visits often. My attitude is if he doesn’t bother me, I won’t bother him.) Walked in the park, sat in the sun as it went down (sunset was about 3:30 PM).