I don’t know if I’ve ever been fully free to do exactly what I wanted to do.

What I mean is: I’m always worried about the piercing eye of perception from others around me.  I modify my voice to fit the crowd, change my opinions just enough, maintain the appropriate social standards, keep an invisible distance between who I really am and how I want others to perceive me.

A few days ago I texted a friend: “I thought I saw you, looks like your twin.”

She said, “Go up to her and tell her!  Show her my picture!”

And I replied, “I can’t just do those things.”

But — why not?

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