I will write a novel on myself. I have stories within me, sucking my blood and growing, like a child in a womb.
She said fatal depression follows when the child is out of you. Can I anyway help, since I do have this within me and it needs to get out?
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On cooking.
Somewhere I read, ``dumb'' women say ``I don't cook''. I say it all the time. Because, really, I do not cook. Not because I hate it, but because I have no interest and time. When I have time, i do, but that happens rarely.
Does speaking truth make me dumb?
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