When I was a kid, I wore my tough like a suit of armor. Go ahead, like me, I dare you. As I have aged the tumult careened my protective layer below the surface. Less detectable but not invisible. Like any lifetime practice, done well, it has become a part of who I am. The truth of the matter is I have come to prefer people on the surface. To say I’m a people person is to stretch the truth to marvel comic proportion. I enjoy people, but mostly in the same way that an aunt enjoys a niece. Happy to have them, but ready to send them back when the day is done. I think I have come to the conclusion that I can not maintain the effort for more. It doesn’t diminish the reality of my friendships, but it may help those around me to understand my need for regular withdrawal. I do apologize to you for this. I get how it may seem that I run hot and cold. Under this self deprecating, boorish, inelegant oaf, beats the heart of a southern belle who often needs to lay up in bed and drink some tea with Jesus.
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