I will be fine. I will be fine. I will be fine. I recite this like a mantra all day. My thick skin has dents from the hits it’s taken. My tearducts have caved in themselves. My back has involuntarily slumped from my weariness. My breathing is jagged with each inhalation. I’ve paced a million […]… Continue reading A Very Positive Post From Beautiful Insanity
How can any country with an increasingly large percentage of its intellectual and skilled population finding it unfit or less fit to make a living or to live, ever become a superpower?