The Great Grey owl. Looks inscrutable, doesn't it? imagine, wise AND inscrutable.
What a combination.
If only that were me. I am not saying i wish to be an owl or have a face like the rings of a tree but to have wisdom and inscrutability working together. Wow!
Maybe i could utilise such natural skills to see me thro' the farces that show themselves in my life. Many in which i have had a hand. Many that linger when i think i have exorcised.
Emotional rollercoasters should be wonderful. They are not.
Oh for consistency. Oh for a logic to override the emtions. Oh to know what i want. Oh to understand the person that is me so that i may step forward along a less indecisive path.
I can not move forward mentally whilst i do not understand why certain things happen so how the hell will i do so physically? eh? eh?
I know that i made a significant but basic human error. It seems i am to be punished for the seeable future. Punished in a disproportionate way. I don't know how to change and know that any action i take WILL indeed change my life so that a decent forward motion may be accomplished.
STOP THE BUS I WANNA GET OFF.... and then i can get back on when i am good and ready.
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