It’s time to take our medicine. And it won’t go down better with a spoonful of sugar.
Impressions without communications are usually wrong. Think you know something or someone without speaking to them, or learning about it? Nope. You don’t.
I must have woke up on the wrong side of the recliner this morning, because this post is far more cynical than usual. I apologize. But, in all seriousness, I don’t know what to say about impressions. People make them all the time. And they can be wrong. And with being wrong a whole new adventure can be lost.
Footprints on the soul, or on the face can both hurt.