I always wondered why we find the truth to be so elusive. In daily discussion or ordinary conversations, why one feels the need to lie , or even embellish. The first thought to come to mind is to protect, but protect against what? one might ask. Do we honestly believe that the truth is the culprit, and that speaking it or believing in it, is going to cause us more pain. Why do we feel the need to hide from the truth, giving it fangs and horns only adds fear to an already elusive beast, and running from it certainly doesn’t slow it down. It’s bound to catch up with you at some point, then what do you do? Keep running or keep lying. One thing is for sure, after awhile it’ll be to difficult to tell the difference anymore, because one lie leads to another, then another, and yet another. Who knows anymore, right!