There was a small flutter, a tiny distraction, then we were left without an option, when there are so many things we want to change, so many changes to make but what is it that we can do, nothing. We are doing nothing. Nothing.
The fine art of a conversation, it is about bringing together the moment while keeping the movement flowing and not letting the other side show, not letting the ugly and the plain dominate the give and take, not the take and give
False economy
So what is this all about, this guilt I feel about having an easy life only to be...