Keeping Busy

I had an extremely stressful experience the other day. Long story short, the police at the Sofia checkpoint didn’t want to let us into the city, where we hold permanent residence. The reason? Subjective, hostile and, above all, inaccurate interpretation of the rules. Anyway, they finally let us through but we were all pretty shaken up and yes, I will look for ways to file an official complaint. Continue reading Keeping Busy

Worrier: Level 100

One of my Dad’s favourite jokes was about the pessimist and the optimist arguing about whether it could get any worse. The pessimist said “It can’t. It can’t get any worse.” “Oh, it can,” the optimist said. “It could always get worse.” Continue reading Worrier: Level 100