GUIDANCE We all have them, those mopey moments when moldy memories spore up on us, those flashes of grief, regret, repentance and ennui that, like mice and roaches, only come out at night when we are not moving or when we feel slow and tired. In the daytime, the same body chemistry makes us afraid of what's good for us, or afraid of what's true. Times like this, thinking is thinking too much! Today we are exposing these darkies to the daylight of description and the horrors of humor here, a...
