It's not what you think. Unless, of course, it is...
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Between lady foxes in heat sounding like women being murdered, barn owls screeching like tortured souls, whatever it is that crunches across my gravel drive at 3am, and idiots who let their cats roam at night, the dark is full of interesting noises.
I'm experimenting with telling the truth - representing my understanding of reality, including my subjective experience, as accurately and frequently as possible. Truth is so useful when communicating with others, and I feel 'cleaner'. But I've never realized how often I lie! The most common lie: me caring about you.