People tend to think that because they live together or they share a lot of time together or they talk a lot with each other or they know each other for so many years, that they know the other person well, right?
Is it really true?
I can know the tastes of someone - that means I know him?
I can understand someone's fears - that means I know him?
I think I know what the other is thinking because of all the time I know him - but is that really true?
People have so many faces and so many moments when they react to things as they come by...
It may seem weird but I feel like everyday I know something new about me... so, how can someone think that he knows me well?
If even I feel strange in my "own shoes" when I deal with things in an unusual way but that happen because of that specific moment, of my feelings and thoughts at that time, of everything that has been in my mind lately and all I've been through... so how can someone think that he knows me well?
:) People have an image of us (and we have an image of others). That image represents us in certain time and place that can last short or long periods of time but that really doesn't define us.
"Do poepket ssumnida"
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