So here's what the last few days' obsessive posts have been about. I was reading Me Before You by Jojo Moyes. The book is about euthanasia. I can't give you the end because that would spoil it for you. But I didn't like the way the author ended the story.
Let me put it this way. If you're born without money worries; if you can choose whatever schools to go to; if your parents always can afford to let you make your own choices because they can cover the expensives; if you can choose your own career; if you're your own boss; if you make a lot of money; if you can afford to do whatever whim enters your head; then you will find it nigh near impossible to be faced with the fact that you can't do what you want.
Poor baby.
Let me put it this way. If you're born without money worries; if you can choose whatever schools to go to; if your parents always can afford to let you make your own choices because they can cover the expensives; if you can choose your own career; if you're your own boss; if you make a lot of money; if you can afford to do whatever whim enters your head; then you will find it nigh near impossible to be faced with the fact that you can't do what you want.
Poor baby.
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