I just read a fellow blogger's post, asking a really thought provoking question, especially considering that which I've been going through recently.
I did not answer it online, nor will I here, as the answers are not something I'm wanting to share right now, possibly not ever...
She asks :
Who is your wild self? Where does she live? What does she do? Did you tame her, did you ever know her? Do you miss her?
And I found myself flooded by a wash of memories, the reaction so strong that it made me dizzy...and I thought, "Do I miss her? Do I really ever want to go back to that person?"
The answer is not yet clear in my mind...but suffice it to say, if the wild self doesn't make you proud today, right now, why would you ever want to go back?
I pose those questions to you, courtesy of the writer whose blog I haunt daily.
2 comments:
Honestly, there are bits & pieces of her I'd love to have back, but there are even more parts of her I'm glad are no more.
It's not really a black & white answer, but the question is fairly gray.
I'm afraid I was never really wild... always been a bit dull.Maybe as I age I'll go a little nuts.We'll see... S
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