Perhaps each of us has a story that we can’t tell someone because we still feel embarrassed about the things that happened in it. Moreover, this colleague had a son born 1 week prior to this, which made me look even worse in everyone’s eyes. Amazed, I hugged my husband, tickled behind his ear, and murmured, “Shall we buy it?” At this moment, I realized it was not my husband. © Oksana Zveryanskaya / FacebookEvery morning, I run to the bus stop to catch the bus I need. Once, I left home, came to the side of the road, and a big chain of cars passed by me.

Source: The Nation March 10, 2021 01:52 UTC