Imagine for a moment, if you will, a cow.
Beneath its spotted, soon-to-be-leather exterior lies a wonderland of delicious fortune. Start near the chest, and you’re treated to brisket and chuck. 1,258 more words
Since the utter failure of my attempt at seeking help for mental health issues over the past two decades, I had resigned myself to a life of despair, and didn’t care much whether I lived or not. 972 more words