lost in the reflection

November 21, 2001 Wednesday - 00:36

you are like me. i see myself in you.

talking to you is like holding up a mirror to myself, and seeing how i am.. how the world sees me.. and i am pleased with what i see in you.

but you are infinitely better than i am. self-assured, joyful, funny, friendly. how the world sees you is how the world sees me, but how you see yourself is different from how i see myself. and that is what is important, because it is what YOU see that is what you ARE.

beneath the mirror, you remain constant, more or less. but i, i am not. i am reduced. i am nervous, pathetic, helpless, weak.

i admire you, friend.


gotta eat less.

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