fit
Some days I just don’t seem to fit in anywhere. Some days I am all angles and elbows and finding a space, a comfortable, welcoming space, just isn’t possible.
I seem to be having a lot of those days lately.
Some days I would just love to slough off my existence, slip away into the proverbial night, itinerant and self-sufficient.
Just my feet, my backpack, netbook, camera, some clothes and a book or two. And the world. The whole, wide, open world. Yes, that sounds good. I think, maybe, then, some day, one day, I may just fit.
I have days like that – years even. It’s hard to disentangle how much the feeling stems fro
how others respond to us from how much it is rooted in a self-image we developed as a child, one which might never have been accurate or else which might long ceased to be so. Anyway, hope you regain your equilibrium. Even from my limited knowledge of you you seem to be a remarkable person.
This is easier! Would be better if the comment box was bigger or resized itself dynamically, but I s’pose you can’t have everything! (added by Mobile using Mippin)