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I guess I'm doing this.

A blog they tell me. Do it. Start one.

Dare I?

Seems risky. I'm a withholder. I withhold. I "keep things close to the vest" as they say. I don't reveal.

Unless it's a good story.

It's not that I want to be mysterious. I don't think anyone WANTS to be mysterious. Except maybe Carmen Sandiego.

I think people are just guarded. I know that's what I am. I feel exposed every time I tell someone something personal. Even when it's a close friend. I don't trust people- even the few really trustworthy people I know. This includes my fiancé. Even admitting to my lack of trust feels like risk-taking territory.

But this is not a blog about revealing secrets. Sorry to disappoint. Mine aren't very juicy anyway.

Somewhere Carmen Sandiego and Waldo are together laughing at all of us because we can never find them. Which is ridiculous considering what they choose to wear.

I wish I was the first person to put Carmen and Waldo together. But I'm not.

I may be the first person to do something else. I hope so. Even if it's not that big of a deal.

This blog will be about everything and nothing. Alfred Hitchcock would probably ask me not to include the "nothing" bits. I would ask him not to cast Joan Fontaine in Suspicion. Or Cary Grant. Actually, that movie should be scrapped altogether. It's not about anything.

Notorious is about something. Rear Window is about something. The Birds is about something.

I came across this picture of Bonnie and Clyde. It doesn't reflect the confidence displayed in the more famous images of these two. They look like they're at the end of their rope. I love the expression on Bonnie's face. She's still got some fight left in her.

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