T3, This is the first time your office has messed up an appointment, but I wish it wasn't right before I was heading out of town. And I wish that I didn't wish that. The dim glimmer of attachment, ugh. I better not get attached. You've even said that.
So what do I do with this? Sit with it? See if I can get in before I leave? Rearrange my life so that I can get in if you have an opening? Sigh. I don't want it to feel icky about this. It makes me want to get a hold of T1. My automatic response, I guess. I dunno. I guess I will sleep on it. Sigh again.