Luckily, it wasn’t a conscious thought that took over when the song came on. It just happened. I felt it and jammed.
Answering My Fanmail (Sorta)
Thank heck, I can get some of that garbage out of my email so I can actually find the things I’ve starred as important. Then, I realized that email isn’t my only inbox. I realized that, if I were to truly do this challenge to the fullest extent, I’d have to do something I’ve been avoiding for over a year now.
Why the Speed Information Travels At is Ruining Interpersonal Discussions
I rely on the instant gratification. The “woo-pa-ting” of Facebook. The “blooo-wOOp” of Skype.