i came back here for a place to think. just about no one comes here anymore, according to my stats, so it’s a good place to sit and reflect. here are some thoughts i’ve collected over the months-

1) it’s sometimes blindingly clear that i’ve got my mum’s personality and my dad’s character. and then, like my dad says, i’ve got something all of my own. which, as far as i’m concerned, is a pretty good combination.

2) imagination- learning more fully, that imagination is futile, and unredeemed, little more than meaningless attempts at control. the vanity of it all.

3) has it really been six years since those driven days? and six years of growing since. now the winds have shifted; there’s a different smell in the air. i’m flexing my still-wet wings, soon i will fly.

epiphanies of sorts; too long i’ve been looking in, or not looking at all. in time to come i will aim far and i will aim high; false insecurities discarded for the binds they really are. shucks, why did i repress myself for this many years? too many skeletons, i wager.

no holds barred.

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