Busy eating an apple. This apple tastes horrible! Don't be fooled by it's shiny red skin and elegant shape. It's almost tasteless inside, and it's so hard. I sound like I'm describing a person.
Discriminate- To make distinctions on the basis of class or category without regard to individual merit; show preference or prejudice.
"A House Is Not A Home". Do you agree?
I agree to a certain extent. Home is where one feels safe and happy, wherever in the world that may be. It does not necessarily have to be a place. It does not necessarily have to have a roof.
Of course, I am in no position to say that a house is not a home. A house is a home for some people, for that's where they look forward to going after a long day's work. They find comfort, peace and happiness there. They feel safe there, away from life's complications and problems.
For me, my house is not a home, for I don't feel safe and happy in it. Of course, there are always the physical features of my house that are oddly disturbing, like the overly-bright mismatched colours that greet one as he or she walks through the front door. In relation to social issues, things in my house are quite dysfunctional.
I don't know how to conclude it, so I shall just leave it dangling there/here for now until I think of something else.
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