I was at many times in this trip tempted to drive recklessly, almost to tell her “f*** you”.
But I didn’t.
What I feel like doing, what I think of doing, and what I do, are three separate things. I normally do the right thing.
Want to buy me a drink?
Imagine that we were chatting over a hot beverage and what you're reading was being spoken instead of written. You are not a reader. You are my friend. Now, will you be interested to buy me a drink?