Blank Canvas

You're my first blank canvas, I told C. The first person I've met who hasn't known me for a long time or peripherally in another context or known people I've known or vice versa. I'm reinventing myself before your eyes, as you get to know me, I said.

(What a curious view, I bet!)

The vulnerable self-revealing of painting the blank canvas of our mutual Knowing has been met with amazing generosity and tenderness.

How lucky I feel, to know such kindness.