People think they know me. I wish that they did. When it is time introduce the real me, I find that it takes some convincing. Yesterday, I thought that I might have to lift my shirt to prove that I'm really Caroline. (Hormones can talk)
Frustrating.
I can't image what it is like for the other person, somebody they thought they knew is telling them that things are really not as they appear.
Some have told me that they were still waiting for the punchline after hours of discussion. I've only told four people outside of some family. I should start selling used cars, it has got to be an easier job.
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