After some peaceful days spent out of town, I'm again forced to sit down and think, think about things which aren't worth spending time on but the tragedy of life is or has been that I waste much time thinking about the past. Even the present isn't idyllic but I shouldn't complain knowing it could have been much worse.
So what I do to answer these tiresome questions which I never dared to ask? I find a perfect corner and sunk myself with wittiness with the help of a lot of caffeine.
Humor me? I 'd think so..Many find my sense of humor hurtful and others find it childish but that's how I cope with situation, humor is my armor..and for all of you out there, bear with me, I heard humor is tragedy plus time. As Abe Burrows says "Someone once defined humor as a way to keep from killing yourself. I keep my sense of humor and I stay alive."
xoxo
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