Naturally there are things in the ‘foreground’ and ‘background’ of everything. Perhaps the background is a layer of invisibility. I suggest this because, as the saying goes, ‘you never know what’s going on inside someone’s head.’
Right now I’ve been thinking through a number of different things. It’s the end of summer, the start of school looms, figuring out the next big move sits on my shoulders, my family (who were away for a few weeks leaving me on my own) are finally back (and I missed my kids considerably more than they fully understand), and I’m wondering how my CFP will be received.
Yet, the answer to the simple question “how are you” I will receive today will be “fine.” All of the rest of it will remain in the background, at least insofar as it will be operative and evident in my behaviour but will be masked by my feigning of ‘fine.’
I had a colleague once who studied the lies we tell ourselves (psychologist). I didn’t get it at first. It’s not that I didn’t believe that we tell ourselves lies, it’s that I wasn’t sure how I would deal with acknowledging that they were lies – what magnificent absurdity it would be to live in a world of complete truths, to always ‘know’ the ‘legitimate’ back story.