I vaguely absent.
Even with myself.
There is no need to fear when the door without thinking.
fact, I'm not afraid.
After the image in the mirror now I see I like.
And I only forty years.
It all seems easy. All reachable.
Even when my daughter blows up the bag of crisps in the shop while I talk on the phone with my boss that I put on underwear as soon as possible in front of a PC.
Also it was wonderful to realize that the potato as a surprise was a ring containing lip gloss, over the entire jacket pupa.
This is resolved with a washing machine.
It is no small thing. As a solution.
