convene

The decision was mine to make - and fortunately none of the worst things were available to me, and so I opted to go out for sangria with Vi, who I see far too infrequently and whose company I appreciate.  She has a different perspective on things and challenges my own worldview in ways that are interesting.  Filled with sangria and confidence at the end of the night I talked on the phone a lot and sorted out some of my confusion.  This, of course, does not mean the confusion will not return.  It will.  (And isn't it something that my confusion is of the variety that becomes more clear when intoxicated?)

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