August 6, 2012

stomp stomp, roar

I feel like I didn't do anything today except overstep boundaries in every direction. Though perhaps that's not such a bad thing. I can promise it was not done with ill intent. And perhaps any movement, even movement that takes me directly over others' toes, is better than none.

Still I feel prickly and sharp and yet oddly, unfamiliarly, justified.

Go on, tell me I was wrong. I dare you.

I think if I saw my mother right now I would slap her face. Normally I would just hide, or cry. I think I might never get married, and the thought suddenly makes me feel free instead of afraid. I don't want to be a lawyer, not even a little bit; but it excites me to consider taking on the challenge of the bar exam. Go figure!

What a strange day. What a strange time.

Hello there, Me.

It's so nice to finally meet you.


  1. I like the sound of it. Sometimes, I think, it does us good to overstep boundaries. Even more so with a feeling of justification.

    Free instead of afraid, good. Bar exam . . . hmm, I'll sit that one out.

    1. Thanks, Cat. You are gracious, as ever.

  2. I like the sound of it, too.

    (I will stand in line to slap your mother, quite frankly.)

    You deserve a voice. And have one.

    It is Beautiful.

    Hello there, You.


    P.S. Thank God I Did Not Go To Law School...close call.