The title is as broad as it is vague. Someone read it and assumed fiction. I think it’s non-fiction but someone else will tell you it’s just an opinion. I considered calling this one The Only Person You Know is Yourself but it means the same thing and it’s less likely you’ll remember an eight word title than four.
Show of hands—who knows their spouse? “Sure!” I think it’s easier for us to agree that a couple who recently celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary knows each other better than the couple who eloped last weekend. Parents know their kids and, vice versa, kids know their parents. Even parents who don’t see their kids will insist they know them better than they know themselves. Brothers, sisters, twins especially, they’ll all tell you they know their sibling better than anyone. They’ll put it on everything they know—I say they’re all wrong.
“If you don’t know what they look at on the internet, when no one is looking, you don’t know them.”
Internet installer. Classroom instructor. Cool neighbor upstairs. Prick neighbor downstairs. Auto mechanic. Security guard. Life guard. Bank teller. Foreman. Apprentice. Tattoo artist. The plumber. Your Air B&B host. Parking lot attendant. Are you getting all of this? Safety coordinator. The pilot. Your favorite #curation trail, yes, even them. Maintenance guy. Nail lady. Hair stylist. Favorite uncle. Nobody is excluded from this list. Childhood friend. Your best friends parents. #steemit buddy. Customer service representative. Me. My wife. Favorite musician. Favorite athlete. Gardener. School administrator. Uber driver. Grocery clerk. Television celebrity. Elected officials. A President. Clear enough?
Nobody is exempt—Don’t let yourself trick you into believing something that isn’t possible.
Your perception of my identity on here would be a complete 180 if there was one more vowel in my username. Something as simple as an “i” - “dani,” and this is my avatar.
