It seems so obvious to me what my flaws are. They glare at me every time I’m faced with them. I don’t like them and don’t like it when those anxieties creep up into my daily awareness. Releasing that track of mean from it’s power is an on-going struggle, at least for now. So I appreciate when my perspective is shifted and those insecurities become visible and burn up in the light of my consciousness, at least for now. The next time I’m finding myself jealous of someone else’s circumstances, I’ll remember this poor Rex.