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Wednesday, March 25
contrast


A couple of friends asked me along for the hockey finals. I didnt want to. What was i thinking? Ive always wanted to at least, catch a glimpse or something. But then here comes the opportunity to sit and watch, and I very nicely shove it far far away? Ah, nevermind. No biggie. I suppose I wont even be noticed.

Also, today got me thinking, am I an honest person? Have you ever thought the same way too? Like, is there a secret so deep that it's guarded behind thousands of brick walls? And what if the wall you thought would surely be secure one day starts to crack and finally disintegrating? Isnt it scary? Isnt it scary when the whole world knew about the skeleton(s) in your closet? Would it be a relief, because you dont have to lie anymore? Or would it be so humiliating you wished you could disappear, and only reappear to a place where you are just another soul, another stranger on the street?

Yes, we are human beings. We keep secrets for others and also for ourselves. We need a place to hide certain things. But with every lie, comes another lie to conceal the initial. Its like filling up a glass until finally, every single drop overflows because you just cant fill it up anymore. We make mistakes and we expect others to forgive us, with a demand of providing us a second chance. But what if someone out there, a friend or a family member, tells you a secret thats so private? Would you pause for a second to put yourself in their shoes? Or would you completely lose the trust theyve built? Ahh, sometimes things like this makes me think. Hard.

Ahh. Goodbye.
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