…for me to spend just one day this week worrying about myself and what I need–and maybe even, heaven forbid, want–to do while not really thinking about anyone else in any significant way?
Good. I’ll roll with that, then.
Where the intelligence is neither artificial nor abundant
…for me to spend just one day this week worrying about myself and what I need–and maybe even, heaven forbid, want–to do while not really thinking about anyone else in any significant way?
Good. I’ll roll with that, then.