Symptom: high and low heeled, as well as barefooted hilarity, spontaneity, and wits spring constantly from your being. There's a crazy-ass curl that comes out of your head and your reflection in a pane of glass (when you are not looking at it) tends to resemble not an exclamation point, but a question mark. You keep pointing and people and things and they keep pointing at you.
Cure: Dadatude. Et du ham, bien sur.
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Dear Dr Wild,
I need your advice.
How does one save a friendship, fragile and tentative to start with, and badly damaged by more or less deliberate misunderstandings on both parts? Is it like a tire on a bicycle with a slight leak - you just try to find the hole and then mend it with vulcanizing rubber (that actually makes it the strongest place on the whole thing)?, Or is it more like a pair of sunglasses that slip out of your breast pocket when you reach for your bag and they hit the pavement and break - once they're broken they're over. Or nothing like any of that...
If travelling back in time to undo stuff is the best thing, what is the second best thing?
Praying for answer, Smorgasbord.
Dear Smorgasbord,
Very interesting. First, I would urge you to examine the symptom you describe as "more or less deliberate misunderstandings." Sometimes, things are not as deliberate as one would imagine, and at other times, deliberate actions mask themselves as unintentional. I suggest that you look into the possiblity that you intended to break your sunglasses (did they suit your face too well, inspiring jealousy in others?); did you (un) intentionally run over that piece of glass on your bike (you own a car, after all). What are the chances that you might actually like it when things are broken, itchy, feverish? For a quick fix, I would suggest the following: buy a cheap notebook and use public transport for one month. During your transit time, log all of your deliberate and undeliberate thoughts and actions. Lastly, if it ain't broken, don't fix it. Good luck.
doctorwild
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