Dear Wise Friend,
Last weekend I went to Chicago. I was extremely tensed and hurried, and my presentation style was awful. I could feel that my colleagues were horrified. The follow-up survey confirmed my assessment. I felt cursed.
I had this known pain, which was not as strong as it used to be during previous years. It was the pain of a curled up girl. Almost like through the pain I was scratching myself.
After the conference, I spent time with a childhood friend. I was more and more aware that I had not felt her softness years ago during our youth friendship. Could she have gone through similar soul changes like I?
I felt good being with her. I felt as if some of my emotions seeping through my skin.
