I don't like feeling incapable, sketchy, and inadequate. So stop.

Trinket of Metamorphosis

This hair ornament with lost gems taught me that, even upon the manifestation of life's losses and ugly turnouts, I am nothing less than beautiful. I may be tainted and possibly lost some spark, but that doesn't make me less of an ornament in this world

At some point, YES.

Change is inevitable. Pain is inevitable. So does change bring pain?

Did We Make The Same Choice?

Like everyone else, I know I was born to pave my own path in this lifetime. I make turns and a few stop overs, and somewhere along the way, I come across people going about with their own sojourns. I stop by at several intersections of life with hopes of meeting that person who will traverse the same path as mine, only to realize they have a path of their own.

No, I can't force him to go along with me because he's a nonconformist himself. I, on the other hand, conformed to being a nonconformist, won't consider changing track. Would Irather let it go and stay lone on my entire wayfaring, or do we set out a new boulevard for the both of us to wander?

I've made a choice. Something I'd stick to for my entire lifetime: Off we'll wander. Hand in hand. Down this beaten track. We're gonna make it. :-)

I certainly don't like being ignored.

Not ever. Not by anyone, and most especially not by you.

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