I avoid practitioners of medicine, automobile repair, law (with one caveat), and law enforcement. Where Gabriel nurses an all-purpose fear of things outside his apartment - convinced the world is somehow inherently corrupt - I take a different view. I submit that it is simply an ecology I am poorly equipped to succeed in. It would be like putting me in close proximity to famished lions. These are entities with immense power that roam quite freely in that region, by which I mean the world, and I make crude efforts to elude them. Brenna called and made a Doctor's appointment for me, duplicitous harlot that she is. These were my unedited thoughts as I eyed an industrial-sized silo of K-Y.
