What struck me as strange was the realization that my audience or fans (I’m not comfortable with that term) or you the person reading this post—know more about me than my good “friends.”
Two times this week I had the bizarre experience of getting in touch with an old friend and sending them a picture of my daughter and having them respond with, “Who is that?” To which I responded, “She is my daughter!”
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