I have never been in a bad mood and near a beach ball at the same time. Causation? Correlation? Or fate?
My family was fine, it's just a different way of going about life. Creativity was not something that was isolated and identified and valued.
Overheard today in restaurant: Can you stop listening to our conversation?
I remember when I used to be really into nostalgia.
It seems that man's greatest natural enemy is the target.
Whenever I see an autobiography for sale in the book store i just flip to the about the author section. I'm like, "Done, next!"