Thursday, August 29, 2002

Next to you, I am inconsequential. Next to you, I am insignificant. Next to you, I am invisible. I am inferior to you in every way but emotion.

I speak too much. I act too impulsively. My gestures are too quick, my speech tripping. I try too hard. My every move is over the top, flamboyant. I feel excessively. I care too much.

My one key strength, my one key weakness.

Next to you, I am nothing. Next to you, I am no-one. Next to you, I am less than ordinary. I have no special skills, no wild talent, but one ...

I sense your deepest fears.

They are my own.

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