Do people ever really know people? Like, REALLY know them? Or is knowing someone all a façade? We only know what we let other people see, right?
I feel like children are true representations of themselves. Often, they’re not self-conscious. They are who they are. No pretense. They just…are.
So I guess I feel like the people I knew in elementary school, most of whom I have not seen or spoken to in oh, about 10 years, I feel like even now, I know them…and they know me. No pretense.
We just are.
