Why do we feel so guilty about having fun? About indulging in pleasurable activities? About wasting time? Why do we always hold back when we're enjoying too much?
Wednesday, June 06, 2012
would a bridge builder, decades after building that one bridge across a dangerous abyss, still be fretting about whether the bridge is intact, whether the back-up catches still work, and whether there were any casualties?
Saturday, June 02, 2012
some words were never meant to be said.
not if you paid.
or even with extra booze
