soon I'll be seeing my mother in law again. She's an energy siphon and one of the first people I banned from my life when I fell ill in 2008. Now I'm up to seeing her. But that dreaded kiss of hello at greeting... having to touch her cheeck... being enveloped in her personal space and perfume and cigarette smoke... Yak! My solution: face paint. Butterflies on my cheeks. A dragon perhaps. No kissing possible, obviously. And she thinks I'm nuts anyway so no image shattered there. I'm actually proud of this solution I thought up. It will work! ME makes me inventive and ruthless where social subtleties are concerned. I now dare to show my excentricity. And nobody complained thus far. We are more free than we assumed.