Sometimes, I feel completely overwhelmed.
Doesn't happen often.
I like swimming in a big pond with sharp-toothed fishies,
darting about, through the murky waters and the shimmering seaweed.
I like it because it reminds of those dreams I had as a kid where I breathe underwater.
But sometimes,
just sometimes,
I swallow a mouthful and end up
gasping and choking and floundering.
I'm lost in the deep dark
and I feel like I have nowhere to go
and if I don't figure it out right away,
I'm going to drown.
It is then,
especially then,
that I repeat my mantra:
Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.
Over and over until I'm a calm little crab once again,
crawling about the depths,
shaping the wild ocean
one snipped barnacle at a time.
2 comments:
I like your mantra. It's the source of creation.
I'm loving "Kevin". It's been a bit of a surprise. I only picked it up because it cost 50p. I usually avoid books with a lot of hype around them, but "Kevin" is good, it's thought-provoking.
Greetings from London.
Thanks Cubano.
I'm almost finished Kevin and it is one of the most unexpected books I've read in some time. The black-as-pitch humour is what is both the most unsettling and yet the most appropriate.
Thanks for popping by!
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