WHERE ONE LEAVES OFF AND THE OTHER BEGINS
Rojo is not right. He's just plain not right. We've tried a number of things to get him right, but he keeps getting wronger. We're going to see a naturopath on Friday. I'm sure she will be full of healthy and nutritious ways to get him back to the peak of health, none of which I have any confidence I'll be able to get him to try.
I'm deeply concerned.
One might say obsessed.
One would be right.
Last night I dreamed I was holding a little baby boy (3 months old?). I knew that he was a twin. I didn't know who or where his other twin was.
I think I just figured it out.