Let's face it: I'm neither good nor bad.
Speaking of confessions:
my life seems to consist entirely of paper - heaps of paper that I do not wish to read.
Of course, the stuff that hasn't been read comes to life and starts to consume mine as if it were some kind of fuel. Which it is.
Adverse selection, kind of...
Speaking of confessions:
my life seems to consist entirely of paper - heaps of paper that I do not wish to read.
Of course, the stuff that hasn't been read comes to life and starts to consume mine as if it were some kind of fuel. Which it is.
Adverse selection, kind of...