I think I understand this but, to be honest, it's kind of like reading Shakespeare. I think you're trying to hide the real meaning with metaphors. Or similes. What are they called? Am I right?
What I get is that there have been times when you think you know someone and have judged them to be a certain way and then later they do something that doesn't fit what you decided of them. Am I close?
Bing! Bing! Bing! And the winner of the "What The Heck Did She Mean By That?" award goes to . . . Partone! Yes, that is exactly what I meant, but you said it more clearly than did I. Sorry for the obscure writing. Chalk it up to Low-Blood-Sugar-Fast-Sunday. On the other hand, I don't necessarily want people to figure out who I'm talking about (Alison). I do find that, shockingly, when I discover goodness in others it is goodness that has always been there, not something that just popped up when I noticed it. I think most people have good hearts, have done good, and want goodness. It's a matter of me staying open minded enough to see it. Same thing applies to situations too.
And now methinks that ere I write again I shall, perforce, learn -- as the dew distilleth upon the tender blades - the usage of moderne English.
Okay, not really. You don't know any of the people I was writing about. Although we could sort of apply the second one to you, if we take out the part about me thinking you hated me, because I didn't. (Of course now that I've posted a few things on here, maybe . . . :) But I did think it was awfully kind of you to give me a writing outlet, and I shall always be grateful, because it came at a time when I needed it. Thanks, friend.