Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Bloom anyway.

April 26, 2019


Nonconformity has never bothered me. Of course, I am an Aquarius, so I suppose a bit of that comes with the territory. But at some point along the way, I lost that pride in my not-belonging, falling into step with fashions and ideas I would have scoffed at twenty years ago. So it makes you wonder, doesn't it? When did we drift into autopilot and how long has this thing been flying without a captain?


(It's Friday, so let's all assume you'll forgive me some really lousy, mixed metaphors). 


Luckily, though, I think there's ample time to wake up before crashing to earth, before landing, stranded on some mountain or desert island we had no intention of visiting in the first place. I think it can't ever be too late to reclaim one's identity, even if we come back to it much later than we ever intended. 



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