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i feel like packing my bags. packing up in boxes, even, and leaving. being on my way.
maybe i'm on the way.
maybe this is just another little glitch in a long visit to the parents house.
i really feel like i'm just visiting.
i really feel like i do a lot of talking and a little of anything.
i really feel like i'm not at all ready to go out into the world. but i think i won't ever become more ready by staying in here.
someone was telling me about how their sick, aging father was having trouble "negotiating his steps" as he lost control of his equilibrium.
i don't know how in tact my equilibrium is, but at this stage i feel like i'm having to negotiate my steps, and it's ... it's frustrating. but i'm happy with it.
i don't imagine a stage of life where things aren't like this.
maybe i'm on the way.
maybe this is just another little glitch in a long visit to the parents house.
i really feel like i'm just visiting.
i really feel like i do a lot of talking and a little of anything.
i really feel like i'm not at all ready to go out into the world. but i think i won't ever become more ready by staying in here.
someone was telling me about how their sick, aging father was having trouble "negotiating his steps" as he lost control of his equilibrium.
i don't know how in tact my equilibrium is, but at this stage i feel like i'm having to negotiate my steps, and it's ... it's frustrating. but i'm happy with it.
i don't imagine a stage of life where things aren't like this.