Like a cat, I always land on my feet
Something that has been circling my brain for a few weeks now is what my dad told me once, possibly during our drunken reunion in 2006, which I will paraphrase "I never worried about you, of all my children I knew you would always land on your feet".
And sometimes it feels like that. That I am just like a cat in that somehow I end up rightside up, it feels like luck and it feels like fate and maybe it's a bit of both. Maybe it's the possitive attitude I occasionally force out into the world or my idea of rightside up and on my feet are a bit more open for interpretation...
It could be that my Dad had convinced himself that I'm always OK so it's a good excuse for the level of dissertion he enacted in my teen years.
In anycase, despite my obvious fails, I'm doing pretty damn ok in life. So farkin be it.
And sometimes it feels like that. That I am just like a cat in that somehow I end up rightside up, it feels like luck and it feels like fate and maybe it's a bit of both. Maybe it's the possitive attitude I occasionally force out into the world or my idea of rightside up and on my feet are a bit more open for interpretation...
It could be that my Dad had convinced himself that I'm always OK so it's a good excuse for the level of dissertion he enacted in my teen years.
In anycase, despite my obvious fails, I'm doing pretty damn ok in life. So farkin be it.