It’s easy to slip into a negative feeling about political mischief, corruption and so on. I’d be very surprised if most of the vilified people don’t have a kind and generous side, and people who have little but good things to say about them.
What’s the point of man-flu if not to garner sympathy?
Meaning well, yet stumbling blind against an abrading wall of ambition
Remember the old saying “don’t get mad, get even.” Even means equal. There you go. We’re all Jock Thomsons bairns.
After a time you’d do anything to save them … anything. But there’s nothing you can do.
There I was, rumbling through my routine and, kapow!
I’m comfortable and easy in my skin. Moments like these should touch us all
Big boys don’t just cry from pain do they?