Have you ever made a decision, and then walk away and mentally berate yourself, “OMG, what have I done?”
Yeah, me, too. Of course.
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Have you ever made a decision, and then walk away and mentally berate yourself, “OMG, what have I done?”
Yeah, me, too. Of course.
Furbait (catfinition): A cat’s fur that invites you to give it a rub. Doing so may sometimes incur risk, especially if the fur is on its belly. With some felines, that seems to be true scratchbait.
Continuing with the theme of the nineteen eighties as a time that I believed happened, and that I either vicariously, virtually, or actually experienced, I thought I’d go with a song that speaks to our times. No, it’s not Pink Floyd with “Money.” A good suggestion, but it’s the wrong period. For these times, when principles continue their long fade, and people endorse personalities, I started streaming Living Colour’s “Cult of Personality.”
I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your TV
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you, still you love me
I tell you one and one makes three
I’m the cult of personality
You ever take the first sip of your morning coffee, and think that everything about it is so perfect and fantastic that you feel like you’re a pool of coffee for a moment?
Yeah, me, too.
Have you ever been in a line in a bank, and think about how you could rob it, and get away?
Yeah…me, neither.