Oh, if it were only one, I’d think I was getting close to being an angel, but I have a flaw in every key point. In fact, even the so-called virtues seem to be flaws in my case. I’m like a perpetuum mobile of flaws. I can’t get rid of one before discovering another. Yesterday I failed being impressed by my future mother-in-law. She wanted to impress me with her culinary skills, and she …
