A Helpful Thought
After thinking about my childhood and analysing it from many viewpoints, I suddenly realised that I'm just an artifact of a specific very peculiar and unprecedented occurrence that was limited in time and place, and forgotten, mainly. I'm just like the shreds of a balloon burst at a long-past birthday party, now lodged behind the sideboard. Actually that idea is very helpful to me.
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I am a broken birthday candle lying there beside you, with the crusty icing already gnawed off by the mice. Nice to see you here today, Osprey! By the way I am a light green candle and I was burnt about 1/3 of the way to my bottom.
I was born into a completely bizarre scenario, which I always knew, but still considered that I was, oh, cursed, or a failure, or it was something else personal that I had been or done that set me completely apart from everyone else. I think perhaps it was just an overwhelming amount of strangeness and it wasn't my fault that I couldn't form it into a normal life.
Course, you can be cursed, too, if you like ;-D
Sorry if I am navel-gazing - it seemed significant to me.
Sorry if I am navel-gazing - it seemed significant to me.
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