I.. keep coming back and looking under rocks...
I have to believe I am not the only one. So much noise on the internet. But so little real connection. Everyone has a camera, a recording device, but with everyone watching there is not more honesty, but less.
I've lived my life putting on masks, costumes, but not in the way that would be considered art and these days, I don't think i can find me, even when i slow down.
And those that used to quietly let others also see behind the illusions? I suspect most are also around. Just, unrecognized.
Ferret, Erich, and Bob are so much more of me than I am. And i rarely hear their voices anymore, because of the noise.