I don’t understand why you don’t have thousands of fans.
Maybe you do but none of them are commited enough to comment daily.
But I guess I’m a hypocrite because this is my first time commenting.
I’ll make it a routine.
Sometimes, as I advise, explain, discuss, whatever, I get off track. When I do, I feel this disgusting feeling, a sort of mixture of guilt and shame, as if waiting for the listeners to call me out because I am too afraid to.
So much advice from people who think they have all the answers…until you look at their lives, and you realise–they’ve just stopped asking questions. Life is a journey, not walking in place.
I don’t understand why you don’t have thousands of fans.
Maybe you do but none of them are commited enough to comment daily.
But I guess I’m a hypocrite because this is my first time commenting.
I’ll make it a routine.
I’d agree with lolli… I had a friend of mine who thought nobody would bother reading her poems she posted online.
But then again, not many people who loves what the content is will leave a comment.. ^^
Nice stuffs u have. I keep checking your site every so often.. =)
The sign could be accurate for many different labelled destinations… Or some twit could have turned it 110 degrees and its advice could be corrupt.
Or it could be inaccurate to begin with, all arrows labelled the same.
Which do you believe?
Sometimes, as I advise, explain, discuss, whatever, I get off track. When I do, I feel this disgusting feeling, a sort of mixture of guilt and shame, as if waiting for the listeners to call me out because I am too afraid to.
Sort of like politicians, right?
What I like about having too much advice is that it spins me around fast enough that I have to stop myself and listen to my own advice.
So much advice from people who think they have all the answers…until you look at their lives, and you realise–they’ve just stopped asking questions. Life is a journey, not walking in place.
many times, and in the end I still wound up listening to my own heart