PT went well today. The guy was about fourteen, looked exactly like Bobby Kennedy, and was very positive, and it seems that the pain was lessoned some, so my spirits lifted. But now I am staying up all night doing the master plan for the mosque. I am tossing out a picture of the giant marble sculpture that appeared in front of the LA building a few weeks ago. It seems strangely evocative of some archetype, I just can't put my, uh, finger on it...
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