OK, you've got questions

When I've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how mad it might seem, must be the truth

It's not different at all, is it? Not unless different means the same.

It’s obvious, isn’t it? It’s not obvious to me.

job

I wish I could paint like that

I'm so changeable

Bitterness is a paralytic. Love is a much more vicious motivator.

I had promised myself not to buy anything floral any more and yet again...