I feel so tired. Just sleepy and dull and lazy and I just want to crawl into bed and pull up the covers. I don’t allow myself that though Guilt would not allow me to enjoy it properly So I believe I have overtaxed myself in the goals department I published that list of writing …
"Yesterday the gate lady at the school insisted we needed to take W to the hospital for X-rays. I get it. She means..."
"The truth is that if you announce on social media that you might have a real problem something beautiful and exciting happens where people show their support." [...]
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"That's what he called me. Some dude in a chat site" [...]
The fact is I do want to write for other people. I love people, or more especially, persons. (Actually I also love groups of people. But only [...]
What I mean is it really does start from inside the Self. At the point where you connect with inner voice, which comes from the great CPU. That’s where true love is generated. After that we can accept anyone anything and everything.