wpanderson
The electronics factory had crates upon crates of these electronics. Lying in their electronic grave they sit and fester. The old old wooden crates seep with battery acid and metallic residue
A purpose... no two are the same. We choose our purpose and it dictates the way our entire life moves. In that way a purpose shapes and guides us in our life.
purpose.... it drives us, it shapes us, it controls us.
The corridor was blackened by soot and ash. Figures shuffled past but he seemed not to notice. No one can be trusted these days.
An executive is a peculiar thing they can be either one of two things a strong driver of a company that motivates and inspires their employees, or a leech on the company as a whole sucking the company of all its benefits to meet their own ends.