Wingy words, mission

The first is: pithy sayings, proverbs are product of somebody’s great life experience and investigations. It tastes good for the one owner only, because it is only his experience. Repeating somebody’s words is neither creative nor smart. It smells and tastes like a cake that was in use in somebody’s stomach and then ejected back. Not too tasty, isn’t it?

The second: My girl won’t be an engineer, neither a dancer nor an artist. She will be…a cleaning lady! Because her mother from dusk till dawn busy with cleaning floors, windows and furniture after that terrible workers who make reconstruction. Of course physical activities are useful, but not that hard and annoying!!! Oh God, I’m starting to miss my office…And there is nobody to blame, initiator of global reconstruction and everything else was myself. It is hard sometimes to make all decisions on your own and take responsibility for them. No, it is always hard. May he accuse me for all the challenges which I bring into his life, but stability is a way to nowhere. The last stage of complete rest is death. So, little chaos probably will inspire for creative deeds and the main advantage – he will never be boring with me.

The third: I’m not guilty, everything is because of nestling instinct, hormones, you know…