I don't think it is in my nature to be confrontational. Unle it is with my parents or people who I know very well, I don't usually pick fights or arguments, even if there's a difference of opinion. M...
My sense of fashion isn't what you'd call trendsetting. But somewhere along the line, I seem to have missed the notice that a lot of other men seemed to have received. The notice that seems to have them convinced that skinny (or super-skinny, *shudder*) jeans are perfect for them.
I detested talking on the phone. I hated speaking to people I did not know well in person even more. I spoke to my classmates, parents and immediate cousins, of course, but my comfort zone did not extend very far. So you see, the person that a lot of you so frequently interact with and think is a delight to talk to (yes, I am a delight to talk to. I say so!), was never actually so to begin with.
As long as humanity keeps finding things to differentiate people, there will be attacks of terror. It's just the ugliest fact of life. The world will eventually destroy itself. But maybe, just maybe, we can do our part to delay it for as long as we can. We can start with our children.
When the baby is in his or her mother's womb, as tiny as the nail on your pinky finger, you hope he or she blooms into a beautiful and healthy human being. When they eventually emerge into the world, you believe that nothing on this planet could make you wish for anything else, materialistic or otherwise. Ha! You wish!