Long Lines and Lots of Questions

 I don't know how long I have to wait for you to say something. Is there anything in the manual? Did the memo get through? Are you on lunch break?

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Where is the concierge? There's not even a bell. When I was a girl, they actually had a "Royal Telephone". What happened to that?

You know, you can attract more flies with honey than with vinegar.

I've heard that, but I'm not looking for flies. 

 I know what you're looking for.

So, can you just answer a few questions? Oh, never mind. Honestly, I'll be full of questions, and when I get to heaven, there will be a line a mile long. 

"Lots of assumptions in that comment."

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"Yes. You might want to rethink that."

I'm just struggling to do the right thing. I'm so afraid of my own mind.

"Sarah said you're not afraid of anything. The real problem is that there is too much in your mind. You need to do some housekeeping."

As a general rule , I fear nothing. I can't be a slave to things or people. I have a healthy respect for the use of caution. That's not what I'm asking. 

Wait. What do I need to get out of my head? What about housekeeping? 

You overthink everything. You are very independent, refuse to be told what to do, and are excessively opinionated. Your kids are too. 

Well, ouch. I overthink so I don't screw up. I've been successful for the most part. The rest of it: independent, opinionated. I am what life made me. And yeah, my kids are so obnoxiously opinionated. But they're wonderful sons.

 You're going to have to decide what you want to be ruled by and how much of yourself you're willing to surrender. 

Oh. 

You surrendered nothing to your husband. He was happy just to bask in your light. That's not what the real world is about. 

I don't want to hear this. 

I'll wait. 

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