BOUNDARIES AND LAWS AND ALL THAT KIND OF SHIT
Word Count: 293
The hummingbird hones in on the feeder. A bee bumbles its way around the faces of New Guinea Impatience, each hair picking up pollen like a new coat of gold dust. A sewing bug slams into the wall.
That’s me there, at the end; the nearsighted bug, smashing my nose on everything harder than air. Some of us, I have noticed, float free and directly. Some of us flounder to the end of our safety tether and still come away scarred.
I, who don’t read directions, who follow gut instinct, who wander off the main trail blazed by others, should expect to trip up and fall. But that’s where I and the sewing bug differ; I consciously choose. I see the wall and still try to walk through it. I like breaking rules, even those proven by laws of physics. I, after all, am a sinker where others can swim.
This last one got me good. This one time I thought I could do it. There were no hints at impossibilities, no tremulous red blinking lights. I, who hold a certain measure of intelligence balanced by experience and still drawn by curiosity, fell down the rabbit hole without warning at all. Twenty feet down I realized I had fallen. Thirty, I thought to reach out. At fifty I started to panic and at sixty, I hit with a wondrous splat that surprised even me.
So there I was in a puddle of flesh and tidbits of bone and a whole lake of blood seeping out when I realized that this was just part of my learning. This was just part of my way. Yes, I will do it again. And again. And yes, it might be the real death of me yet. Someday.
this is wondrous. a different kind of metamorphosis, very up beat, very fun(ny). with some classic lines “So there I was in a puddle of flesh and tidbits of bone and a whole lake of blood seeping out when I realized that this was just part of my learning.”
This happened to be once before: I saw something outside (in this case, the bug fly into the house wall) and ran in to write down something, and really, aside from edits, it came out exactly like this, only in YOUR voice!
ha! eventually, we’ll all dream the same dream, too.