In addition to being the official tester of new objects, she also likes to “hunt” shadows, also more inclined to play with my youngest son, from whom she used to run away.

He he, this is the moment when I start to (kind of) "root for" one, the Right Honourable Sir Keir Rodney Starmer, Prime Minister (of the U.K.), and offer him some rich Machiavellian advice. Actually,

I've been teaching English for a couple of years. In my observation, I have recognized that there are some moments when it seems like something crucial for my career is about to happen. It's like a random

I bent the sun to my plans, yet I bent several of its hours to good use though small troubles, sharing meaningful images, and finding quiet joy in tasks completed. Those talking pics served as my witnesses: