Navel gazing
There are many things I am, and many things I am not.
I could list off negative traits in droves. I can really hold a grudge at times. I can't let anything go. I'm highly argumentative. I've been known to be a little bossy now and again. I am incredibly stubborn.
I am also incredibly self-aware.
One thing I *am*, though? I am incredibly resilient. I move with change. I go with the flow.
This trait has taken me years--years, I say--to intensify to the level where it now exists.
On the verge of potential life-changing decisions, I am almost freakishly calm (for the most part). For someone without a "standardized" series of beliefs, I do believe God will never give me more than I can handle and fate will not fail me. I remain open to possibility at all costs, and I feel...almost comfortable living in a state of perpetual motion. To be sure, stability abounds...but there's a fair share of perpetual motion running rampant right alongside stability's constant stride.
On good days, I like who I am--and I like the woman I've become. I'm fiercely loyal to and passionately protective of those I love. If you are my friend or my family, I will protect you at all costs. I will fight beside you; I will fight for you. And I will seriously go out of my way to fuck with or fuck up anyone who hurts you in any intrinsic, fundamental manner. And that's just the tip of the iceberg.
On bad days, I still like who I am--and I like the woman I've become. I might be in need of some fine tuning, but I like to consider myself--and everyone else in this world--to be a uniquely beautiful work in progress. Room for improvement; room for error. Chances to turn "wrongs" into "rights". Full of potential and brimming with possibility.
Would I change certain characteristics about myself? Of course. But overall--the general picture--I can dig it. I would rather be intense than dispassionate; I would rather be stubborn than flimsy.
My life might change soon. And that's okay.
Or it might not. And that, too, is okay.
It's the ebbs and flows that keep me in a state of comfortable animation.
It's the ebbs and flows that keep my pages turning.
And that is a very good thing indeed.
I could list off negative traits in droves. I can really hold a grudge at times. I can't let anything go. I'm highly argumentative. I've been known to be a little bossy now and again. I am incredibly stubborn.
I am also incredibly self-aware.
One thing I *am*, though? I am incredibly resilient. I move with change. I go with the flow.
This trait has taken me years--years, I say--to intensify to the level where it now exists.
On the verge of potential life-changing decisions, I am almost freakishly calm (for the most part). For someone without a "standardized" series of beliefs, I do believe God will never give me more than I can handle and fate will not fail me. I remain open to possibility at all costs, and I feel...almost comfortable living in a state of perpetual motion. To be sure, stability abounds...but there's a fair share of perpetual motion running rampant right alongside stability's constant stride.
On good days, I like who I am--and I like the woman I've become. I'm fiercely loyal to and passionately protective of those I love. If you are my friend or my family, I will protect you at all costs. I will fight beside you; I will fight for you. And I will seriously go out of my way to fuck with or fuck up anyone who hurts you in any intrinsic, fundamental manner. And that's just the tip of the iceberg.
On bad days, I still like who I am--and I like the woman I've become. I might be in need of some fine tuning, but I like to consider myself--and everyone else in this world--to be a uniquely beautiful work in progress. Room for improvement; room for error. Chances to turn "wrongs" into "rights". Full of potential and brimming with possibility.
Would I change certain characteristics about myself? Of course. But overall--the general picture--I can dig it. I would rather be intense than dispassionate; I would rather be stubborn than flimsy.
My life might change soon. And that's okay.
Or it might not. And that, too, is okay.
It's the ebbs and flows that keep me in a state of comfortable animation.
It's the ebbs and flows that keep my pages turning.
And that is a very good thing indeed.



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