(Random; but I guess it touches on religion)
Trying to make my way to the toaster this morning and stumbling against all sorts of things in the process, as you do, I was reflecting on my character. I realised, with some satisfaction, that even though I can say a lot against myself, I can still say something for myself: I am a man that is not afraid of commitments. (The follow up is a slightly different story, though).
In this context another - and quite random, I must admit - thought struck me: because I am so
pro life, pro lively sex and pro live (right through to a happy delivery) pregnancies – yes: if such a need arose, I'd stand up, be counted and give birth to a baby. (Finding it afterwards in my flat might turn out a bit of a problem, though).
