My story tonight is about a Princess who is spending far too much time explaining
to people why she is in the company of a frog. The frog is a charming and
kind gent with a full life and great family. He does not know the princess
thinks of him as a frog, as she only speaks of it with others, not him.
The Princess has become consumed by details that really
don't matter in the matters of love and friendship and happiness. When and why did this happened? Those close to her have
became curious about what short-comings they might have that the Princess feels are not to her standards. Short-comings she must justify to herself and
others ~
I just recently met this particular Princess. My heart aches, so I must write.
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