Imperfections
As a lot of you know, I've been running around with this idea in my head about imperfections and why they are so great. Last night, at 3am, I had this revelation about them.
Imperfections, raw edges if you will, are where we let others in.
Here is what I wrote at 3am:
You with your polished edges, you give me nothing to hold on to. I slip right off. It is only those with bumps and crevasses who give me a handhold, a place to sink my toes, and climb on in.
Thoughts?
ETA: chatting with a friend who said something about velcro which made me think, aha! That's where we rub up against each other and catch:D <3
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Imperfections, raw edges if you will, are where we let others in.
Here is what I wrote at 3am:
You with your polished edges, you give me nothing to hold on to. I slip right off. It is only those with bumps and crevasses who give me a handhold, a place to sink my toes, and climb on in.
Thoughts?
ETA: chatting with a friend who said something about velcro which made me think, aha! That's where we rub up against each other and catch:D <3
This entry was originally posted at http://jelazakazone.dreamwidth.org/739295.html. Feel free to comment here or there.