Have you ever paused, just for a moment, and realized you're not anywhere close to who you want to be? Has it happened mid-sentence in a conversation as you begin to wonder if you even know the person who is speaking? Do you want to just stop and say, "Wait a second, this isn't who I really am, but I don't know how to show you that person, I don't know if that person exists any more,"? Has it happened as you reel from the shame of something you can't let go of, something that is slowly eating away at you? Has it happened as you realize you've betrayed the wide-eyed kid with all those dreams so many years ago? Or is it all of the above?
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
I Tripped Somewhere
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I used to have this idea of a perfect women that I wanted to be in my future. I used to think that she was impossible to be. She was me but a lot better version of me. Then I decided to stop worrying about being perfect and began to imagin her in unperfect conditions. It was as if she was a character in my movie and I would imagine placing her in difficult situations and imagine how she would handle it. This is a very intersting exercise. I like reading your blog it makes me think.
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