Call it my own version of faith.
“Maybe my chauffeur could read my mind, or my body language, or smell my intent. Or see my hand on the door handle. It was the moment of truth.”
Let me take this opportunity to encourage you to make this investment for life and get rid of your smartphone.
Interview with James Miller, music critic, unauthorized biographer of philosophy legends.
Do I smell romance in the air? And is that… a giant hairy phallus or Chewbacca?
Once they stopped being afraid to be who they were, they could face anything.