Riding on what they call the
tuk tuk next to the woman who born and bred me for the past sixteen years (seventeen, now) just now triggered a few questions in my conjuring mind. How many people in your life can you be so comfortable with? Besides your family that is. How many people around you are you able to show what is known as "the other side" of you? Whom you can be completely yourself with - shy, annoyed, pampered, lazy, hyperventilated, confused, happy, sad...whichever side that you choose to conceal from the outside world, and to only be revealed with whom you know will judge not, and love you regardless. I wonder if I am within anyone's comfort zone, if my existence soothes them. It just got me thinking, you know. As per usual.
Greetings from the scorching weather in Cambodia!
Till then, x
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