I write down the thoughts I have during the day on a notepad. Then transcribe them in a more coherent form in this blog.
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Do you ever wish sometimes, that dragonflies could breath fire
When child calls someone fat or ugly its innocuous that you lose when you get older and pure fact is clouded by judgement. Somehow the child comment hurts more despite the lack of malicious intent because it is pure truth that cuts to the core