I am none of these things.
They are, after all, only feelings. Flighty things that can come on like a fierce storm or
creep in like a lizard…
This crocodile like creature showed up last night and hung around longer than I wanted and then quietly disappeared.
Just like those pesky feelings.
This morning I was walking the hills when I came upon a snake draped across my path and I thought what the what is with the reptile visitations? The snake would not budge no matter how many stones and curses I flung at it. It lay there looking at me, my heart racing, alone on that hillside. I finally walked into the dry brush to walk around it. I made it out alive. Barely.
So it’s like that today.
Feelings and snakes.
They come they go. You can throw stones and curse if you want.