I've left a few things hanging over the past couple of weeks. I'd like to take this time now to wrap them up.
But first, speaking of cliff hangers, can I confess to you a phobia that I have? Perhaps its not a phobia, but it is most certainly a distorted way of thinking. Whenever I'm waaaay up high and there's a ledge of some sort, I have to keep myself faaaar back from it. Not from fear of falling. And (ha ha) not from fear of landing, either. Nope, its from fear of flinging; myself, that is. I have this unnatural compulsion-type-need to picture myself jumping off of said cliff. I don't think I'd ever do it, its just something I always picture, and it requires me to stay further back than I really need to. Whew. Glad I could share that with you and not be judged. You're not judging, right? Oh, okay, good. Back to the wrap-up.
