Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.
— Guy de Maupassant
The second line of the quote reminded me of a letter I had written earlier this year. I had agonised about whether to send it, when I did, at the last possible moment. Although it was a huge relief at the time, I’m not so sure if I had done the right thing now.
Opening up is as difficult as moving on with life.
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A senior journalist I met in New York told me I have a “tender soul”, and her deduction was based on things I write here, as well as the photos I take. I still don’t know what it means exactly. Heh.
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I wish you luck, I wish you love…