Boy, am I having one weird week. On one hand, there is a thorn in my side that is about to be removed, and it is such a relief. On the other, that thorn is likely to tear some jagged edges on its way out, and I am absolutely dreading it.
This particular thorn would have been allowed to stay right where it was, even though it knew that it had caused pain and we were aware of its actions. It was warned to stop where it was, and we expected it to do so. But it just dug deeper where it thought no one was looking. What a stupid, greedy thorn.
Now it is out of our hands. Someone else found out about the thorn and says that it has got to go. We hope that it will slip out cleanly and quickly.