Individuals are porous. We leak. Everything we are pours out into the world as we speak and act. It’s part of our charm.
At times we find it difficult to share parts of ourselves with others, but it’s good to remember that we’re always sharing ourselves. It’s a part of facing the world each day. Nothing is really hidden, just obscured.
My question for you is, what does it mean to be porous? What does it mean, as a human, to leak? How do these ideas contribute to a character’s development in a story?