purpose

Since I don't share my psychosis with others, others feel free to share their neuroses with me. I am a comfortable shoulder on which to cry. I suppose there are worse lots in life ... however mine is doomed to loneliness.

For anecdotal use, I have a little less acronium on one shoulder. I lost bone mass and I'm not a smoker. Oh, well, there was that surgery that left me the scar. The trade off was a better functioning shoulder.