I regret. I apologize. I blame myself. I continue as before.
After rejection - misery, then thoughts of revenge, and finally, oh well, another try elsewhere.
Spontaneity comes after skill, not before.
Like other secret lovers, many speak mockingly about popular culture to conceal their passion for it.
A sense of absurdity interferes with my efforts to appear venerable.
Until I am ready to lose weight, I cannot see how fat I am.