Today was an adventure, as I ran into a wise owl. I told her about my problems and she told me that they are not uncommon for people of a certain age and orientation. She drew graphs and brought up a PowerPoint presentation on her computer, all of which shed new light on my concerns. I cried telling her about my frustrations with the institutions of society. Kindly, she wrapped her large wing around my shoulder and told me that she understood my feelings. She placed my fears, about my emerging reality, in perspective and provided me with tools for use in taking on my demons. In the end, we laughed about my naivety and the youthful turmoil of my young spirit. This was in sharp contract to her wise perspective and reasoned approach to matters of the universe. When I asked her how she had become so wise, she laughed once again and said that she was an occupational therapy graduate from U of T.
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