Excuse Me, Do You Have Time?
Time passes as discreetly as a fart in an elevator. And for the most part, people deal with it the same way, just grimace and try to ignore it’s existence until it’s gone…
Time passes as discreetly as a fart in an elevator. And for the most part, people deal with it the same way, just grimace and try to ignore it’s existence until it’s gone…
We all dream of success, what the new car will look like, what the new house will smell like, what the bank account will look like, but what we don’t dream or better, what we can’t conceive, is a way of getting there…