I was at the podiatrist today, to take care of those two essentials without which I would not be getting around. There are some things we can get done by experts when we no longer do it competently. I was tired of drawing blood every time I cut my own toenails. The doctor also caught some foot ulcers I had missed.
We live in Western Civilization, where all kinds of amenities are available. I got help with my mental health by consulting some of my Catholic friends (pastor) because as an imaginative novel writer I tend to impose some situations on people I know. (Catholics call it rash judging.)
To know about a model human being like Christ and to try to be his comrade is a thrill, in a world full of thrills. I try to discern what’s for me and what to avoid.