Last Monday my washing machine broke. Three days later the dishwasher. The misses text me while I was at work. “The washing machine broke down, I smell rubber”. I respond with “Fuck! Not now!”, like there ever is a convenient time for shit to break down. Slightly annoyed I get back to work, but I …
Kids are awesome. Grown-ups are awesome as well, but they forgot they are. If you can’t see your own awesomeness anymore, how can someone else? It’s like being able to sing like a bird but never opening your mouth, nobody knows you can sing, not even you. Just like all kids, my daughter is awesome …