This was a completely isolated message I got from a guy on Bumble. Or Tinder? Maybe Tinder.

I appreciate his need to let me know he wasn’t swiping while driving, but still...huh?

The book about attachments is dredging up some not-great memories for me, but I suppose it’s stuff I needed to eventually process. Next up is a book on defense mechanisms. Hooray. I can’t wait to get back to reading thrillers.

Logan, let me know what you think when you wake up and look at your post from last night. I’m off to work and more meetings. See you guys this evening.