undated


 
Tonight I just thought of something. There are 5 kinds of people:
     
     a) wears a mask. When you take it off, there's nothing underneath.
     
     b) wears a protective mask. When you take it off, the reality 
        underneath is much more beautiful.
     
     c) wears a beautiful mask, but underneath is ugly.
     
     d) has a mask that won't come off no matter how hard you pull, 
	    because the hinges rusted from disuse.
     
     e) has no mask at all--maybe just a transparent one sometimes.
     
     
Sometimes I feel like a, sometimes like b.
   
   
     
For a while I think I got too cynical & critical of my friends. It 
made me lose touch & feel like an outsider for about 2 mos. Only now 
am I getting it back. I've gotta stop arguing so much. Out of 16 New 
Year's resolutions, I've only kept 2--not smoking, & I just started 
keeping #15 which is writing every day possible. Sometimes I wish I 
could write down everything, to preserve it.