Look, can we please make peace? I know I haven't been the best caretaker recently, having only taken you to yoga twice in the past three months (I'm sorry), but really, do you have to act out like this? I was trying to give you a rest after the Big Race (good job, by the way. I'm so proud of you!), and we have been on some nice walks. Do you think you could cut me some slack? See, this neck pain is making it hard to focus on work, and I'm feeling old before my time whenever I stand up and all of my muscles decide to vent their anger. I know, that bed I make you sleep in isn't super comfortable, and you'd probably like some more sleep, but count your blessings: I feed you good, nourishing food, and most people would consider 7- 8 hours a night to be plenty of rest.
Alright, alright, I'll get you a massage and some more water. Now just, please, be kind.
How does pimento cheese for lunch sound?
With love,
Me
*This post is not an endorsement of gnosticism or any other body/spirit dualisms.
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