Since I was fairly little I have always enjoyed being a stubborn ass.
I´m the brown, four legged one in this analogy.
When I was a kid that entailed being mean to my baby sister (sorry sis!) and refusing to do stuff for my parents. In my advanced years this means continually choosing to not agree with the person I am talking to. It doesn’t matter what the subject is I just know that if the person says go right I want it to be left, no matter how incredible stupid left is. Continue reading
Wind in My Hair 