Get comfortable in one's own skin? I mean each of us shapes our outward persona. Some people can look and act like grown ups. I feel like I have never grown up. I don't feels like I actually have shaped myself. What has shaped me? Family and psyche. What makes me separate? My friend Bob, aka Honest Bob, and his wife seem and act grown up. I feel no different than I did fifty years ago. I am shy and insecure at root. I don't have markers that point the way to grown up-ness.
I comb my hair, wash my face. What is my face? I used to mug for mirrors,. Now I don't recognize the face in the mirror as mine.
I am pondering my being. What a chore for a post solstice awakening.
Pizza is calling my name.
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