Can one get depressed from the excess of … play-things?Today I lost myself in one very depressing shop. The Toy Shop. I believe that big supermarket-kind toys retailers should be banned. Demolished. Enclosed with the barb wires. At least there should be rule in place – "Do Not Enter With Children! Save Your Kids or Your […]
Just because I feel like writing about Love tonight…call it a sudden whim…some thoughts triggered by the words of others, the rest – just a reflection of a mood, music and retrospection… Not going to bother everyone with the lecture of what is Love and how to cook her to the taste. Mainly because I’m
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Thoughts collected from the long weekend and in absolutely no consistency whatsoever. So if you hope to find plotline or even some sense in here, you are on the wrong page. Donkey’s Ass. [after drinking a beauty potion] Donkey: I don’t *feel* any different. Do I look any different? Puss-in-Boots: You still look like an ass to
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