Learning new life skills is necessary, like my brother-in-law once said. And there’s truth in it. He thinks that once a man stop learning, he ceases to be useful.
But looking for someone willing to apprentice me, for example, is another matter. I feel I’m incapable of selling myself when the interviews are being held, and that is proof enough for them, the masters to judge me inferior. Continue reading
They look beautiful . . .
Imagine these yarns are ideas possessed by several bright people eager to change the world for the greater good. Sew those ideas, and you’ll get beautiful results that will last for a long time. Continue reading
I read the Perfume novel by Patrick Suskind. It tells about a man searching for the best recipe to create a perfume that could spread love.
But that’s not the best perfume for me. It’s the smell of the rain — petrichor — that smells the best. Because it’s natural, and because it’s rare. Not every rain you get to smell a perfume so magical, so earthy. Continue reading
A knackered mind can only do so little than usually. That’s why I haven’t posted for several days.
My creativity is destroyed; my imagination is limited to just what I have to know so I could pass college. My mind is weary.
Wish I could go back to the past, being kids again. Never have to worry about the future. You don’t have to worry about life, about death, about failure.
Kids, their minds are never knackered. 🙂
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