My life is like a speeding bullet that just hasn&#39;t hit the target yet.

The rain comes down as the older lady is in the wheelchair and the bad nurse tells her you are not going back anytime soon. Then the old lady disappeared and a young lady appears with a cape and smacked that bad nurse then ran out the hospital. It was a sight for sore eyes but everybody is was laughing hard

In other words, our opinions and our thoughts and feelings, anything we experience, need not define us forever.

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

Written By Jerome K. Jerome

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