I hate automatic doors, because they eliminate kindness from society. When I’m walking towards a door in step with a stranger, old or young, man, woman, or a nonbinary entity of uncertain origin, I jump ahead to hold the door open, and I smile as I say something charming to them. 2019/08/29 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Of all the months, to me, August is definitely one of them. Thankfully it’s not two of them, because if time had a twin, then so would space, and that kind of double date would be so romantic that the universe would probably implode. 2019/08/222019/08/22 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Truth is best delivered in joke format, and like a lion I wait for the perfect moment to strike, because when I see it I seize it without hesitation, and the effect is devastating on false paradigms. 2018/12/032018/12/03 jarodkintz1Leave a comment Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Share this:EmailTweetShare on TumblrMorePrintPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...