There's always a Plan C.
I used to think there was two things that one could do:
* Complain about their life.
and
* Do something about it.
Apparently there's a third option:
* Stew quietly in your own bitter indecision.
I've got plenty of snake oil, but I'm still looking for the antidote.
* Complain about their life.
and
* Do something about it.
Apparently there's a third option:
* Stew quietly in your own bitter indecision.
I've got plenty of snake oil, but I'm still looking for the antidote.