A Day Out At The Acupuncturist's
Continuing My Quest For Wellness
10 am. I walk out my door. Down the stone steps. Purple tulips in terracotta pots say hello, then goodbye as I walk away. Onto the street. Bright sunshine glints in my eyes. It’s eerily quiet. Cold on my cheeks. My taxi guy has already called. He’s waiting at the bus stop further along. I don’t like taxis. Meaningless small talk. But the car is in for i…