Yes, I am a dangerous man to know. People are dropping like flies.
I learned today that a friend I lost contact with years ago died recently. She had some kind of weight loss surgery. I am told it left a hole in her belly that never healed.
This is not an emotionally traumatic thing for me. However, it is a bit sad. I worked magick for her to help her bipolar syndrome. My magick could calm her for a day or two and fool the blood tests to get her medications readjusted. I stopped for that very reason. I couldn't justify getting someone's medications adjusted based on my temporary fixes.
She had lived a very troubled life. I hope she feels better now.
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