I’m a fixer.
I grew up thinking it
was my place in life to try and fix things. Small things like latches that wouldn’t close
and big things like disagreements that “didn’t concern me”.
I did it with a well
placed word or a joke. Sometimes when
all else failed I created a diversion, like falling out of bed or pretending to
stump my toe. A diversion is
almost as good as a plan I used to think.
One day after a rather exhausting effort to “fix something”
VerDell asked me, “Why are you beatin your head against the wall?”
It lead me to think about that.
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