What if, instead of voicing frustrations free of filter, we did so with affinities? How different would life be if our greatest fear was not rejection of an offering but that the Good in another should live unwitnessed or acknowledged? How would our world be if we shared our higher sentiments without reserve and suppressed, instead, acerbities and anger. Likely, such a life and world would be awkward—at least until understood and accepted for what it is—but I would rather express in awkwardness than anger.