My stretch marks, thigh gap, baby fat, love handles, and my cheek fat were heavily monitored by my kind colleagues.
The band of commercial writers who spend hours and nights churning out word counts on a variety of niches, often complain about the “Middle-Man” who isn’t paying them enough.
None of us is indispensable. Challenging times motivate us to find alternatives. And the show goes on, uninterrupted. The notions of “comfort”, “dependencies” and “continuity” are strangely relative and vary with circumstances. […]