90) Follow Your Heart
But what does it mean? I always picture the little chap waddling out the door on stubby legs made of aorta. Am I getting this right?
Follow your heart - people love to say that, don’t they? But what does it mean? I always picture the little chap waddling out the door, on stubby legs made of aorta... I picture myself running out, like a worried parent - ‘come back, I need you!’ - to find him staring with wonder at all the things that my heart longs to do: to kiss beautiful women, in a garden, filled with flowers and trees that I’ve planted…
Am I getting this right?
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