Maybe I spent too long shaping myself to fit into a unique slot? Maybe that’s why I liked that specific one so much. Why I can’t un-shape myself. My whole life I’ve just lived without really defining my own shape. I know kind of what it looks like now, but without a place’s clear edges, I find myself unsettled. I spend a lot of time imagining a better hole for my shape, now. I certainly liked my old leanings, I really meant all my corners–rounded and sharp. As much as I don’t want to say it outright…
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marygoround // January 25, 2008 at 11:48 pm
we morph into different shapes as we meet people. when they step out of your life momentarily, you have the opportunity to step back an examine your newest shape. do you like it? or would you just prefer to revert back to your older shape?
as much as you dont want to say out outright.. say it. take a chance and a leap of faith. who knows?