And why not?
Usually when something happens to us, whatever, we jumped into why me?. I am in a sensitive situation to define, and in which only I think to ask, and why not?
My muse is weak, slack and expressionless. I believe that debate between the operation and bikini, and go to the contemplative life. Sure it hurts anything, and does not complain, but remains silent so that evidence of his ailment. I've caught raiding the medicine cabinet for the final end when signing with a glass of water.
Weaknesses forgive them many things. A whole pack of gum, a good glass of wine or a plate of spagettis.Y then comes the embarrassment. Com
And I decided, let the muse walks in other places and I, a coward without it, I just appealing to your discretion. Let her rest, escape, forget, ... and again.
I put in your hands the election, and as if reading a billboard, with little information, they were: choose on impulse, and in a few days, the muse is back. At least I hope so, because ... and that would not be?
"Essence."
"Effects of workplace bullying or harassment and employment effects"
"The Land of Cavadas"
"What I learned from Ibai"
"The body language of a music box"
"Turbulence"
Slaves wanted "
" I feel like it. " Ear
kitchen, while I give him the heater to the selected topic, you go colacándote napkin.
Bon appetit.
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