I pain myself at the moment, as people beg my pleasure. I am immaculate. I stand proud to be loved. Or at least wanted. Or at least questioned. Well, what is the difference, really?
I encouraged Christián to create a blog. He will not because he craves immediate satisfaction. Oh… I know that I do, as well, but he is more adept at it and that is why it is easier for him to fail.
