Why is it that one can look at a lion or a planet or an owl or at someone's finger as long as one pleases, but looking into the eyes of another person is, if prolonged past a second, a perilous affair?
Walker Percy, author (1916-1990)
I am a man of habits I got to this conclusion because I flash-realised that I am hoping that someone, someday will see the patterns the rou...
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