You dont know me. I keep secrets. just like you. I have not always been as I am now. I walked many paths to get here. I will walk many more and not all of them will be yours. Do not think your self my better. Do not think yourself my lesser. We are all broken. Some peoples cracks show. Some peoples don't.
I am working on my broken pieces. You probably are working as well. WE are all the same in our own shadows. We all have them no one escapes it. There is some comfort in that.
Someday I will let you see my shadows. Someday I will let you see who I am. Today is not that day. I am not sad. I am not mad. I am just as I am today. Measure for measure a man. I hope that is enough.
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Good luck with yours.
~K~
Is "normal" what I see when I walk south of Broad Street? Most of those folks live in multi-million dollar historical somes and spend gobs of money on cotillions when their daughters come out into society. That doesn't seem normal either.
I think I am normal because I am the one creating the baseline for my judgment. I think most of my friends are also normal because they're similar to me in some ways. But I know that other people perceive normality through their own lenses and that those lenses differ from my own.
I think "normal" is an illusion.