When you've been to the mind or behavioral hospital (same thing), every little occurrence is stimulating and you simply don't mind doing your work in the lobby of a nice hotel from four to six in the morning. And you can drink the regular coffee 'till it runs out, with no repercussions.
2 At least there seem to be no obvious repercussions. I know there are repercussions to every gesture. You just very diligently work to inspire good repercussions, and you do that by doing . . . good (for 'yer self if need be).
3 Also, it's good to maintain the appearance (illusion) of nice eccentricity and not the reality of fussy reality of 'make that two weeks' outside the joint, with no plans to go back in. But, you know, life and love work in mysterious ways.
4 I will have to say that having your Bible on the table in the lobby keeps most anyone, but the most unavoidable people away.
5 It's not me intention to be mean, but those darn converters give faith and love a bad name, at least a name most decent people--who don't aim to convert or, God forbid, change another--avoid like the plague (people with mental histories may be in the same boat).
6 Believe me (I didn't say that), I avoid them too. I may not avoid the next one. we'll see . . . .
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