Introspection
In all fairness, in point of fact actually the greatestlikelihood in the answer to your inner-directedquery is that yes, there have been insurmountablebarriers, the very emotional distance erectedbetween yourself and others that have dictatedover the years none may enter the inner sanctumof your privacy. Not that you ever harbouredintention to shut yourself away from othersnor be as gracious and social to others as youexpect civil people to be. Your sense of selfis that of an introvert willing to be sociallycompliant while spurning a more robust andopen invitation to others to feel comfortable inyour presence. You too much value the comfortyou find in your own mind while assessing themindset of others, finding them wanting on allbut rare occasions. So vanishingly rare that oneperson alone ever qualified for the open positionof soulmate and with that presence none othersmight apply even for lesser appointments. Wellthen little wonder is it that you feel a palpablecoolness in a long-familiar voice, someone youonce fantasized would become an intimate, afriend sharing like values. For in fact this womanwho married your son is as remote as you havealways been. She too inherited that gene ofpsychological seclusion, comfortable in her ownchoices one of which is maintaining distancediscretely, courteously but firmly from you.
Thursday, April 23, 2020
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Poetry
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