Every time we take a walk on the beach, it looks different. The wind, the waves, every thing makes an impression. Everything has an impact, big or small. But in the end, it’s still just sand.
And so as we live our lives, each day we also are different. Everything big or small has an impact on us. But in the end, we are still just who we are.
No one, other than ourselves, really truly knows us. Some know more than others. Some think they know more then they really do.
Seriously, can you think of any one person who if you were no longer here, could truly tell us everything about the real you? The answer is no. We all have layers upon layers of thoughts & feelings. Some evolve, some change, some remain. We have feelings that lie dormant until triggered by a memory, an experience…or an emotion. There are those thoughts & feelings we share….and those we keep to ourselves. I’m a complex person. Even I do not understand fully who I am. I’m an artist with my own unique style & genre, mostly women. I’m an author who enjoys writing erotic stories, many are from personal experiences.
I suppose it’s fair to say both are a reflection of who I am? To what degree I do not know.
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