Day 70 ~ Intricate

After a conversation with a friend, that is what comes to mind that we, humans, are. She is supposed to know me well, but when I described to her my view on a particular situation I needed to take action on, she told me that what she saw was different, an ulterior motive, not as a result of malice, but coming from a blind spot. What I believe drives me--she thinks--is not my true motive but just what I would like it to be. In my defense, I told her I am not so sophisticated. "I am sure that neither my boyfriend nor my counselor would agree with your analysis and I am not as smart as to fool both." She said that doesn't prove her wrong. True. Everything is possible. I may not be who I think I am. Of course, I don't think so.