There are somethings I really hate and they seem to be a pattern. The hard choices, and that nagging little voice that keeps reminding you every now and then that you aren’t as perfect as you think you are. But what I really hate is when that little voice tells in deep baritones that resound in your ears “THOU ART EVIL” and then forces you make choices you would rather never have faced anyway at all… does that make sense?
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Varna wants to live in a world where kindness and intelligence reign. A researcher by trade, she’s fascinated by human beings, wombats, velociraptors and other queer creatures, in that order. When she’s not working on her day-job, PhD, son, photography-firm, part-time projects or any of her other gazillion pursuits -- you can find her curled up by the window, watching leaves fall or howling at the moon. View all posts by Varna