Do we really need more than we already have to be happy? More love, more money, more knowledge, more unique experiences, more good memories, more esteem, more clothes, more food, more things, more of what we don’t have, more of everything? Is the pursuit of happiness nothing but a never-ending effort to accumulate more? I’m … Continue reading More, or Less?
Being sick has its advantages, you know, like seeing every week a playful twenty-six-year-old blue-eyed nurse. Lately I’ve made a habit of visiting the little clinic in my town to do blood tests, to exclude all infections before the doctors will let me do a lymph node biopsy. The idea was to do all tests … Continue reading Help! I’m In Love With a Nurse!
On your deathbed, it is said, You will regret not the things you did, But those you didn’t do. Not the places you have seen, But those you’ve never traveled to. Not the jobs you’ve held, But those you wished you did. Not the lips you’ve kissed, But those you always wanted to. If this … Continue reading Regrets
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