To mind or not to mind my business
So now the question is, should we always mind our business? Or does this count as the exception?
Dear Mr. Gentleman,
Are you sure we haven’t met yet? Perhaps I was not wearing my glasses, you know?
She had been sitting in front of the laptop for hours. Two cups of tea, her third had long since turned cold. Why wasn’t she typing?
no title, just feelings.
I used to make jokes about how love can easily turn to hate if pointed in the right direction. Clearly, the joke’s on me.
End of year review: As cliché as it gets
I looked at myself a few times and wondered if I was losing it. I think I did. A little. Okay, a lot. But in my defence…