Monday, July 29, 2019
It happens unexpectedly.
Come try me!
The tiny voice, enticing, pulling me towards the source, a source of what? I need to find out.
I ignore the old voices telling me all the downsides clicking like rosary beads, so many beads. Sorrowful mysteries. Click click. Lie down, be quiet. Not for you. Never for you.
I answer with why not, so many times I lose track.
It's the why nots that set me on fire, answering the call willingly when it comes.
Then I say yes, like Molly in Ulysses. Many yeses, cancelling all those nos, all those fears, all those hesitations. Yes, Yes and then Yes some more.
In spite of. Because of. YOLO coming late to me.
They say you're funny and amazing and one of a kind.
And I finally believe them.