Saturday, 17 March 2012
Growing, I Suppose
I decided/recognized this yesterday after yet another weird week of feeling....off about a lot of things.
It's one of those "times of transformation" sort of deals where there's a lot of figuring out of things that, while not exactly pain free, aren't necessarily bad things to figure out.
Things about me, I guess, and how I feel about me and things I do and don't do and maybe want to do or am afraid to do and how I feel about myself and other people and who other people are and show themselves to be and what it all means.
Caterpillar cocoon butterfly sort of thing except I'm not sure this is the struggle that takes me quite to butterfly yet. Or maybe it will be and I just won't know because there's still the drying of wings that has to happen when you break out of those suckers.
And plus, it's not like a butterfly's life is going to be nothing but air...to steal a sports metaphor.
So anyway, whatever it is that's going on is going on and ongoing and I'm just here trying to not avoid it too much. Or at all, if possible.
It's weird being me.
And happy St Paddy's Day while we're at it.