I live to help you out

Oct 12, 2011 at 3:55pm | Leave a comment

While I am on call upon call, my taxi driver is asking me for advice about his daughter, whose boyfriend he thinks is "trouble". This happens to me constantly -- not just with cab-drivers, but with almost everyone I come into contact with. Emily says it is because they can sense that I have no boundaries. She is not being mean -- she doesn't have them either. I think it may be partly because I have been through, and continue to go through, a huge variety of life experiences and therefore am NO ONE to judge. In any case, if you want my advice on anything at all or just want me to listen, go here.

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