forfrannyglass
Belief is praised, often unquestioningly. Why is disbelief not equally admired? Why is faith a virtue and skepticism something contemptible?
The train station was nearly empty on that cold, rainy Sunday morning. He stood there tired and drenched, just as he did last sunday and the sunday before.
He was freed the moment he abandoned his delusions of hope and embraced his ultimate fate. His worries, doubts, fears, and crippling inhibitions disappeared, giving way to new ambitions
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