Face Value
Sometimes there is a great depth to people. Stories, love, pain, richness.
Other times, people really are only face value, one dimensional people.
I choose to believe in dimensions. I choose to believe that there are reasons for people to be the way that they are. Until I am hit in the face with it one too many times.
Sometimes I believe in the Thomas Edison persistence. Like really believe in it……. until the scars become too deep. The pain too much.
Sometimes, even I can’t look the other way….
Sometimes face value is all that you get.
