I see myself disappearing under multiple layers of your perspectives. You did a good job in storytelling though. A dash of your colourful imagination was needed to make the tale spicy and juicy. What is the fun in telling a story, if it does not make the listener inquisitive?
I love the chain reaction it sets, as each teller adds a bit of himself or herself to the picture. There I stand, not an individual anymore, but a medley of different images. One could slice a knife through the thick layers of icing, and yet, not find me.
Will I take the challenge and deny the stories, or just enjoy being an actor? I enjoy the safety of my solitude, as you failed to reach the real me, once again…..
I become a character
in your best stories