Libra season is upon us, and a couple weeks ago, I crossed over the official time of my birth across another calendar year. It is now more than safe to say that I am well past the 50% marker of my overall lifespan. Coming to grips with how finite life really is not a lesson that comes lightly. This realization that we are truly past the halfway point makes me realize how long I have been putting “this” off. That is to say, life itself. While I understand the concept the of “going with the flow” and “being like water”, the reality is sometimes you find yourself, for incredible periods of time where the water is stagnant. Sitting there with no motion whatsoever. Over time you start to evaporate and the very idea of your true character becomes diluted and morphs into some conjured up mess — created by those around you, whom you let take advantage of your insecurities.
Doing it different since 1981.