Her drivers license was found in the toilet of the Wendy’s she stopped at a couple hours ago. She knew it was missing when the bar tender asked to see it. Of course, she couldn’t be trusted with it or anything else important to this world. He let her drink a beer anyways, noticing how grizzled the woman’s forehead was with lines so deep she must have been thinking too hard for at least thirty five years.
I like the diagram , sometime ago I imagined a formula having something to do with the link between empathy and objectivity .....I have no mathematical talent what so ever , but it seemed to make sense .
Bridey...hoping this isn't autobiographical, and if it's not, sorry to misread it so earnestly; but if it is....so sorry for what you're going through and hope you are taking care of yourself through it all.
Andrew, are you joining us for lunch tomorrow?
I like the diagram , sometime ago I imagined a formula having something to do with the link between empathy and objectivity .....I have no mathematical talent what so ever , but it seemed to make sense .
Fantastic ❤️
Bridey...hoping this isn't autobiographical, and if it's not, sorry to misread it so earnestly; but if it is....so sorry for what you're going through and hope you are taking care of yourself through it all.
You’re so sweet! This is fiction! Thank god! but thank you!!
thank god indeed. great piece, really got my heart racing.