Little Windows

On my morning scroll through Twitter I ran across this post from Ben Folds:

And my first thought was “Wow, his daughter has really grown up.”  As if I knew Ben or his daughter personally. 
But that’s the thing when you write a lot (be it songs or poems or short stories or novels or blogs) and when you write honestly –  a little bit of you can’t help but be in there somewhere.  Like a window into your world cracked open just a little.  And I, for one, love these little glimpses.
*Just in case you’re not familiar with it, this is how I “know”  Ben Fold’s daughter:

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