Life is full of contradictions. An acquaintance once called me “honest to a fault” and I can’t help but wonder how honesty could be wrong. You might think the same goes for “polite”, yet I learned in the 6th grade…
Life is full of contradictions. An acquaintance once called me “honest to a fault” and I can’t help but wonder how honesty could be wrong. You might think the same goes for “polite”, yet I learned in the 6th grade…