a funnier anecdote so this can be a little lighter,

it was funny to me when jungian muslim converts could barely stand to be courteous around me due to my frequent cursing. which, a profesh jungian analyst friend like lifelong career thing is an enthusiastic supporter of, btw. like half of it was in homage to her. bowing to her. gesturing her way in gratitude then for her to see, as now, for her not to see, but for her to still know, somewhere out there, shannon.