I cannot bear insincerity. I hate it when people are only putting on a show. Stepping up onto the stage, smiling broadly with their perfect-white teeth, and they play their cool act. I prefer the honest indifference. I like the mispronounation of words and the mix-up sentences when one gets sleepy or lazy. I’m partial to the direct truth, even when the truth is not particularly … Continue reading If I’m Being Honest