The 30-something shift
“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy, “and the day after that, and the next thirty years?” The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald Start running. Start dancing. Start […]
“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy, “and the day after that, and the next thirty years?” The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald Start running. Start dancing. Start […]
I’m not very good at knowing when I’m hungry and when I’m not. I’ll habitually wander over to our office cupboard and browse the biscuits if I’m bored, or tired, […]