The many faces of me

It's funny how with the end of a relationship I suddenly have time to blog again. . . even during finals. I don't know if it's that I all of the sudden have the time or if I need the emotional outlet or something to "talk" to (I can hardly consider a computer screen and black and white text "talking" . . . even with the delayed comments from the few readers that frequent the Post-it note novel). I don't think I've ever valued the virtue/trait/characteristic of genuineness like I have now. I just want to be honest and have others be honest with me. Without prentenses or fear of vulnerability.