My son was feeling down, after yet another failed job interview. “Look son, think of yourself as Van Gogh.” I comforted. “Everybody told him he could never be an artist because he only had one ear. But do you know what he said to that?” “What?” “That’s right.”
My son was feeling down, after yet another failed job interview.
“Look son, think of yourself as Van Gogh.” I comforted. “Everybody told him he could never be an artist because he only had one ear. But do you know what he said to that?”
“What?”
“That’s right.”