hall of mirrors

trapped by my own lies
— why is complete honesty
such a rare event?

I dreamed I was telling someone I was angry with him. The feeling of facing up to someone with all of my being, reminds me of saying farewell recently to a colleague at work who is leaving her job. She looked me full in the face with all of her being, and I think was expecting a kiss to say goodbye. Why did I evade the issue and go for the hug? Why is complete honesty such a rare event?

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