Transparency

Ahhh, I love that word transparency...see through,,nothing hidden,truth, clarity...How lovely it is to live in a world where there is always absolute transparency. No need for questions, long drives home thinking, replaying incidents in your mind trying to figure out the sides of an argument.
I always admired those type of people who lived with a sense of reckless abandon regarding their transparency....With nothing to hide, even as the duct tape on a hidden closet filled with skeletons is about to bust open,,,there is no shame in their truth...that closet can bust open with bones everywhere and the person won't care...they have made peace with themselves...
I sense a feeling of shame and awkwardness coming from those who are,,,well,,less transparent..Whatcha hiding there??? I guess I fall into the second of these two ...I don't exactly know why...When I feel that magnifying glass of questions coming at me..sometimes I feel like I want to hide..."Oh,I'm a much better listener", "keep talking"...maybe sometimes I am so used to myself that I wonder "what is there to know"...no skeletons here, just a closet filled with some unexplained absences....