journal 104

yesterday, I thought of the possibility of having a persona, another me kept under quilt covered sheets. A me that talks or walks different, who has their own thoughts and feelings. would they be kinder than me? less rash or uninviting, a real stand up citizen. maybe they are the worse of them all, could I accept this too? would we live in harmony if I did?

“I am thou, thou art I” As I wander the murmurs of my mind two souls of one body.