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2002-03-30 Sometimes it's so hard to be sincere, truly. And it's not, but sometimes and always enough operative interest to speak to people, to treat them how I would like to be treated. But still not always quite there at the moment I'd like to with the people I'd most like to be unraveled with. Heart softens and contracts too quickly. Sincerity tricks me. I'm smart enough to convince myself I'm being sincere when really I'm a step away. (The 'i don't want to get into it this times') I want to get there faster to honesty I can rub my fingers down. Honesty that's as honest as I can make it. This is my chief struggle, over and over again...it all comes back to blurriness. |