The other day, I wrote about a guy who lost his shoes. That guy is me. You people who sent me messages asking, I hereby confess. They were black, leather, Chelsea boots. A pair of…
read moreHere is a situation: your man comes home and tells you that he has lost his shoes. You look down and you find that what he says is true. Then you lift your eyes slowly…
read moreI get off on many things in life. Except math. Math is frustrating. Math is like trying to untangle tangled up earphone cables in a hurry – you only make it worse by trying harder.…
read moreAnyone who knows anything knows that once in a while, hitting that reset button is an important thing to do in life. Because I am among those people who know things and therefore how important…
read moreHe said my blog was down, that it bores him when he has to come here looking for beautiful new stories then he has to bear the disappointment of finding none. He emphasised that consistency…
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