I increasingly find that articles in The Economist are invaluable in my teaching of English.
And I increasingly find the disguised Edgar's refusal to reveal himself to his father faintly sadistic.
I increasingly find I have to make tough choices between providing the best quality care I can and getting to my next visit on time.
I increasingly find that many of my peers simply do not know how to study, meaning that they may study for hours and still not perform well on an assessment.
At parties, I increasingly find myself isolated from the other guests, with no idea why on the balcony, say, with my eye pressed up against a rifle sight, trained on Marvin.
I increasingly find it disturbing that false information can make the rounds so quickly these days, and I've sadly long realized this is an unstoppable, irreversible yet disheartening trend.
I increasingly find myself in this category.
As a result, I've increasingly found myself a supporter of messy public process: the legislation pushed through government slowly, in curtailed form; the interminable, fruitless-seeming town-hall meeting; many of the government's lumbering, error-prone efforts at regulation.
Truly living a life rooted in passion, as I have increasingly found, requires extraordinary resilience.
Speaking of which… #5 – BUILD MORE HOUSES Recently I've increasingly found myself gawping at those awful ViralNova picture stories about people making houses out of empty coke cans and dog shit.
