what about me

        There are only so many hours in the day, right? And, unfortunately, most days a lot of those hours are reserved for what-about-me -- what about my problem at work and my test results and my headache and what I'm going to be when I grow up (no matter how old I am). If I bump into you during what-about-me hours, I'll be so busy wondering what you think of me and whether you're smarter or nicer or wittier or more successful that I won't be able to ask any what-about-you questions. I can't afford to, because what-about-me is a full-time job. But what if I found Somebody Else to worry about all my self-stuff, just for today, so I could take a short vacation? And what if it was such a relief that I decided to take another vacation tomorrow? I bet if I could string enough vacation days together I'd find myself humming little tunes from time to time. 

"Enough about me. Let's talk about you. What do you think of me?" Bette Midler in "Beaches"

"Not even a sparrow . . . can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid. . . ." Matt. 10:29-31