Someone in the Lonely Place with us writes: “…her big earrings, his handkerchief looking like a shrimp beignet in a Chinese restaurant, his reclining hair, her perfectly shaped eyebrows, his ring, her absence of rings…[this goes on and on and on, and is humbling].” Sometimes you need to have it pointed out, the reclining hair. A friend who sees only what we see in the mirror is no friend. ⠀