A Fault in Myself
“How are you doing?” That’s a heartfelt question I’ve heard quite a bit in the last few days. Unless Michigan (or any other team) has beaten Michigan State, New Zealand has ceased to exist, or I haven’t hugged a puppy in months, chances are I’ll answer along the lines of “Good” “Pretty good” “Fine” “Okay” Here’s the truth about me. Since I don’t like imposing on people, being dependent,…