My brain hurts . I’ve spent all morning proofreading hospital leaflets and now have to work through board papers before the meeting tomorrow. Too. Many. Words.
Still, my stomach’s playing ball again
My brain hurts . I’ve spent all morning proofreading hospital leaflets and now have to work through board papers before the meeting tomorrow. Too. Many. Words.
Still, my stomach’s playing ball again
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.