Posted by Ursula on Wednesday, 30 July 2008
As of an hour ago, not only has my happiness been restored, but trust in the good of some humans’ nature has been confirmed once more.
Never better to test another’s mettle, integrity and character than when you are down in the quagmire. Who will enquire after your wellbeing, who will kick you when you are down, you will hesitate and then decline, who will stretch out a helping hand? If it weren’t so strenuous on everybody involved I’d be tempted to make it a hobby of mine; assess and record nuances of my fellow men, to sort the tight from the empathetic, the shits from the kind; and of course I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t orchestrate the whole scala of the in-between-both extremes. Not that I am musical.
A smile meets a smile.
U
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