
I didn't always know that it was there to be found. Often I felt that the thin, insubstantial layers of me were all that I had, and I might go on peeling them away forever.

This onion is actually a pad of Post-It notes; a good metaphor for communication, and all the little messages I allowed other people to stick to my forehead over the years. (Thanks to Lisa at Tokyo Mango)
I have lost a few friends in the past year, and will possibly lose a few more. I don't regret that, except a little,and neither do I regret making friends with them.
I have lost a few friends in the past year, and will possibly lose a few more. I don't regret that, except a little,and neither do I regret making friends with them.
Drinking: lemon and ginger tea
Listening: Mylo - Valley of the Dolls
Listening: Mylo - Valley of the Dolls
2 comments:
Knowing and accepting yourself is a good base to build on. Very best wishes, Gordie.
Made a few friends in the process, too, sir.....
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