Spent so much time composing the setting for writing this that I plumb forgot what I was gonna write. Almost. I think.
One thing to note: this song looks like this on my ceiling when played on my new silly cheap fantastic speakers.
Yes. Most often I use them at work, to keep things active once it gets dark and starts feeling like I should be headed home.
They flash many colors. Water shoots up and all of that. If you focus hard enough, it's like taking a trip to Vegas, but only experiencing the good parts.
Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean don't you know
Butterflies all havin fun, you know what I mean
I keep coming back to the analogy of shedding my skin. Because when I am uncomfortable in it, when I'm trying to get out of it? Boy howdy, am I ever uncomfortable.
But in my element and with old things left behind in the shrubs I am as nimble as whatever it is I am slinking through.
Or hiding in.
All depends on the moment.
One thing I have come to realize at thirty seven years of age is that I got where I am by doing things *in spite* of things. By absolutely *not* conforming.
And for some very long time that habit served me well. I'd go so far as to call it a survival instinct. Some superior adaptive Darwin bullshit, like my mega-small pinkie toes.
Except that the whole fucking theory breaks down in real life. It doesn't pass inspection now that I am a grown up.
Because very simply: I do not have to fight anymore. I got it. I got where I wanted to get and I have what I wanted to have.
And moving forward I hope to live up to that knowledge on a daily basis. Rebels without causes die young and don't change a whole lot of anything worth remembering.
But also. But also, and paramount:
There is just simply the resolution to be me. Whatever that happens to mean when I wake up each morning. If that's not enough for the whole wide world then I gotta just say "fuck the whole wide world".
That is not a rebellion. That is a decision.
And I can make those too, now that I'm all grown up.
Sweet Dreams and Stay Gold,
Angelina
Sleep in peace when day is done, that's what I mean
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