You can’t make me cry.

Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me.

Why is it that woman can cry so easily and men rarely do? I think I’ve only cried once in the last 10 years.
I wsh I could cry sometimes.
I come close when I see triumphant moments of father -son relationships on [...]

Verbal diarrhea

How has technology made my life busier? Or is it that, I’m that kind of person who needs to be everywhere and do everything at once? Damn if I’m going to let someone else do something I should know how to do.
But the problem with that mindset is finding time to get good at [...]