I am convinced that the reason why my kids have become very fulfilled and achieving human beings is because I wasn't raising them alone.
Working is bad enough in the winter, but in the summer it can become completely intolerable. Stuck in airless offices, every fibre of our being seems to cry out for freedom. We're reminded of being stuck in double maths while the birds sing outside.
I believe only in art and failure.
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