Tiffany: ever wonder what you look like?
Me: ever heard of a mirror?
Tiff: noo, but to other people…

And I get that. And I have wondered what I look like to other people. Just not in a while, I guess. Sometimes I wonder what other people think of me, I do care, I’m so not above that that I’m almost beneath it. Like yesterday when I sent an e-mail just to make sure. To smooth things over, just in case they weren’t already smooth. Things can never be too smooth, I figured.

But they’re smooth now. I think. And I think they were pretty smooth before too. But you never know how things appear to other people.