I picked up the Fitbit this morning wondering if it needed a recharge and a message on the tiny screen read, pathetically, Hug Me! Honestly! As if I need something else in my life to make me feel guilty about my response to the world and it's issues.
Here I was, complacently imagining that age and maturity have finally given me workable insight into managing my emotional responses and a 2.5 cm device is able to push my guilt response button with a vengeance!
I wish I had a dog, I would send them both out for a walk!