The internet is forever. Even irrelevant little online journals like this.
Which is why I'm giving no details of a meeting PG and I had this afternoon. That's the when, but nothing else. Not the who, the what, the where, the why, and not even the how.
Maybe 20 years ago I would have put it all down in black and white, and never mind the consequences. At 68, I'm less adventurous.
It was a totally mundane, yet stressful scene. Anyway, it's over. This, I can forget.
At least, I hope so.
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