‘I seem to see a lost cause,’ he surmised looking me up and down versus straight in my eyes,
‘He seems to be a lost cause to me,’ As I looked into his averted eyes reluctantly.
2:44 PM, 4/4/2022, Monday
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There are a number of ways to describe myself but none will ever do justice if any were actually due. My history tells it all and can be best summed by this quote. "...it is not you that is mortal but your body. You are not what your physical shape reveals, but each person is his mind, not the body that a finger can point at." Cicero, On The Commonwealth (54 BCE) View more posts