I watch myself make up stories about complete strangers and willingly accept the stories as true. I wonder what stories I tell to myself about myself, and does that make me a stranger to myself?
Driving to work
on the first spring of my life.
I watch myself make up stories about complete strangers and willingly accept the stories as true. I wonder what stories I tell to myself about myself, and does that make me a stranger to myself?
Driving to work
on the first spring of my life.
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #5; Buddhadosha’s latest #haibun!
😊
😇
well,
of course!
imagine a holiday
where strangers gather
to share their stories
about each other 🙂
Indeed, I can only imagine the laughs to be had! 😊
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