hmmf. I think it's "The Heirophant" or maybe "Judgement" - one is hindered by living too rigorously by a set of rules. For specifics? I find myself balking at complimenting, much less asking out, women in recovery or at work - because I feel those arenas require "sexual sublimation". Unfortunately, those arenas seem to be 1/2 of my life, with the other half being sleep and computer.
the bland update: thinking I'll hop in the shower, maybe go to eat at First China (M-W lunch specials at dinner time), call to schedule my slot for the blood drive, putz around on the computer, finally clock into work for the infamous "TrUck NigHt" (play Bach's Tocatta and Fugue in Gish here)..
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