the phrase is something like “sometimes what is hidden, is sexier than what is shown.” this implies that full disclosure would take second place to veiled revelation. i’m not so sure. it depends upon the context. would i like to see him in his full glory? yes. would i want to hear all of the juicy details? absolutely. is it better to explain or to allude? well, that’s the question.

i have a tendency to just lay all my cards on the table. however, that’s not always acceptable. so i choose to tell some, and then just remain silent for others. at work i am all smiles, and they have no idea that i’m not just the shiny happy librarian i appear. i do not reveal the beast in me. and then i come home and fill up my drink and begin to let it all evolve and come to light.

who really knows the the true and whole person that we are? at what point is our guard really down? i’m not sure i even know. and i’m not even sure whoever i reveal myself to may actually find out.

and so i write, and so you read?