Monday, May 7, 2012

Wearing My Mask

Sometimes a duck describes me perfectly. What you see on top of the water is the duck looking calm and unruffled when under the water they are paddling like crazy to get anywhere. On the outside I show nothing but a happy, put-together girl, but underneath it all I am stressing over so many questions that I do not know if or when they will be answered. I am always so worried about what is going on, but unless you know me really well and can see underneath my well constructed mask you would never know. 

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