Anonymity

I am amazed at myself when I'm not me!

That other person does things I've only dreamed of, things I could never do without a little anonymity.

Sometimes I think my parents must have given me the wrong name, because if you call me Sam I can think and write and paint pictures that are far beyond my ken otherwise.

Dress me up, or down, and take me to a place where I don't have a name: where my face is someone no one knows and I can do things I never thought it possible to do!

I remember hearing that little song about not hiding your light under a basket. Well, if I could hide under that basket, I'd be the brightest little basket around. I'm the original ostrich, if I can't see you, then I think I'm alone. Alone makes me feel strong like I have nothing to lose.

It's not that I'm afraid to do things. It's that I'm afraid of failing those I love and I wonder why that is?

Because if you fail, I only love you more.