Friday, June 16, 2006
The friends that remove my masks – how I love them!  Her open sincerity demands that I return the same.  My pretensions simply fall in her presence.  There’s no hiding of emotions.  As scary as it can be to stand naked before someone, before myself, I need it.  To learn, to grow, to transform, to morph, I must understand who I am today.  Exhausting, but necessary.  You need not do much, but just be you to allow me to be me.
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