I smiled and said: I LIKE WORK. Now I wonder. But I must live liking work; life is very much work. All of it. The gardens: No one in his or her right mind would develop gardens such as these in an ordinary subdivision and even less would buy this place that provides yet more pain for someone with a constantly painful body.
The harp: The pain of sitting makes practice all the more foolish, but is one of the main goals for entertaining Baby Jesus. So why now be tempted to finish a temporal counseling degree when I have finished degrees unused from the temporal world of degrees?