Winter is here. At least for a while. I like the snow. It makes the cold warmer in some strange way. And it makes both the child and the black metal fan in me glad. Nice.
People seems to like me. I have even heard the meaning ''I don't think I know anyone else that is so appreciated by his friends'' uttered. Now, this is of course nice to hear, but a question surfaces: Why? What makes me so likeable? In my mind it just makes me think that I am a good liar that doesn't know when I'm lying. At least on the bad days.
No comments:
Post a Comment