Sunday, March 14, 2004

You.
Know why you like me? Why you think I'm so interesting? Why I'm such a great friend? Why I'm so easy to talk to? So fun to be around?
Because I reflect you.
You don't love me,
You love you.
I can make you talk in ways that you don't realize that you're talking about yourself.
You'll leave me refreshed, renewed, revived.
You are in fact, your own best friend.
I am just your facilitator.
The mere glass upon which you reflect your image, your thoughts, your love back to you.
Bet you didn't even notice that you left without knowing a thing about me.
And here you thought I was so great, so special, so in tune with your thoughts...
...and all I did was interview you.
Just call me Barbara Walters.
Sometimes I'll even make ya cry.