Today I had an 11 a.m. appointment at the North Little Rock Vet Center. A counselor has been talking with me about anger. Well, I’ve done a lot of talking about anger. She has done a lot of listening.
In thought, though, most of my talking hasn’t been about anger, but simply about my life. At one point in my second visit, after I mentioned getting a degree in journalism, the counselor said, “I was going to say you should write all this in a book, but I guess you have.”
Anyway. This morning I signed in at 10:43. I then sat in the waiting area until 11:22. I went to the front office to say I would call and make another appointment, but no one was there. It made me kind of angry.
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