Is it my conscience telling me to do something with my life? Choose a path other than the easiest one for a change? A compromise becomes a little white lie, which becomes a deception, which becomes a way of life. Pretty soon, even I don’t know what is real and what is not.
Reality. One for my family whom I never see any more anyway, and when I do, they get this simple 2-dimensional version. One for work and friends, all casual, nothing deep. The moments with Junie feel most real. I mean the momen...
Published on October 14, 2020 05:33