3. Gr.
2. TGT. Crisp, cool, sunny October morning to remember it is enough to be alive
1. I was working on a report I need to finally finish. I heard a familiar voice, looked down, and saw Adams sitting on the stapler.
***: Good morning Adams
Adams Rubble: Well, a morning to you!
***: What’s on your mind
Adams Rubble: You erased our dialogue yesterday. I am a bit annoyed with you about that
***: yes, i did. It seemed off mark and a bit lame
Adams Rubble: We do seem to be more “forced” when Z-self is around.
***: Yes, Z-self may be part of that. Z-self makes us both look a little silly?
Adams Rubble giggles. : Speak for yourself, you always-trying to-be-in-control-person 
***: What do you have on your mind?
Adams Rubble: Sometimes when you are struggling, you seem to blame me or think getting rid of me will solve the problem
***: Yesterday it seemed to both of us that your work was complete.
Adams Rubble: Maybe I did not agree with the assessment as much as that I am ready to do what is best for you and Z-self. If it allowing you to move on or even take inspiration from Tara and do what is needed, I am ready and willing.
***: Much of this has been about “self” lately. I am realizing that I have not been diligent about the deeper explorations
Adams Rubble: and who led you to that realization?
***: Did you do that? I have been uncomfortable with you lately. You seem to be bringing “self” into things
Adams Rubble: Think about the one main incident that bothers you. Was I the avatar then?
***: Oh my
Adams Rubble: Much of this is about you and your unwillingness to let go of yourself.
***: Well, yes. Here is a question. Is that my responsibility or is that Z-self’s job? You have fought my attempts to eliminate YOU. Wouldn’t it make sense I would fight Z-self?
Adams Rubble: My motivation is what is best for you and Z-self. Still, it is a good question. Z-self has gotten off a bit easy in all this except…
*** Yes?
Adams Rubble: the two of us use up quite a bit of Z-self’s “bandwidth” which might be used by Z-self for deeper explorations.
***: heh heh. We are both quite noisy, aren’t we?
Adams Rubble: Shhhh. Let’s be quiet
***: Be still and listen
[Unbeknownst to ***, Adams flashed a bit of a triumphant smile on returning to her home]
