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In ten minutes I leave for my dental appointment. I'm nervous about driving there. I just don't ordinarily drive.
Oh I know I can do it, but doesn't stop my jitters. When I get there right next door is a gas station, so I will have to be very firm with myself about not buying any. Well, I will have to put my blinders on and not look over that way, or I know I will be tempted.
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