Sunday Night Dog Fight

I don't know were this sprang from on a Sunday night, least of all why I felt it to be appropriate to put it on Twitter.

Maybe after the way things have panned out recently with my impressions of people I thought I knew changing, I feel like I need to justify my own pessimism at times.

Have a look.



Sometimes I feel like shouting out things I don't like about the people I care about, but then I realise I bite my tongue BECAUSE I care.

But then there is this fine line where I find it difficult to evaluate if I care enough to bite my tongue, or if I care too much not to.

At least I do it all with a smile on my face.