A friend asked me today to write an about me. Being one to never back down from a challenge (unless it involves eating some sort of being with more than 4 legs), I gave it the good ol' college try. So in the true spirit of the overly analytical 20something...this is what I came up with.
Me? Well I am the twinkle of my mother's eye in the mirror and my heart beats and soul sings to the same rhythm and tune as my father's when he is singing in the kitchen. My brother was the bane of my existence until I realized the me i love to be doesn't exist without him. For the complex creature I am, I love and cherish simplicity. Simple things build strong foundations therefore I build mine starting with a smile and a hug.
I am at constant war within myself, body and mind. Civil war inside breeding an overly civil outside. I push myself and but refuse to be pushed over. Forgiving but never forgetting. Loving and usually lingering too long. I need to be needed but can't express when I need the most. I am a bottle rocket waiting to explode until i find the nozzle that releases the pressure I put on myself. Perfect is as perfect does but I love the flaws I find in others, just not in myself. I think the most beautiful parts of people are the parts that don't look like everyone else.
I am a puzzle piece, still looking for my place. I look like I fit a lot of places but when you try to shove me in, I always have that one edge that just doesn't seem to fit. So on I jump from game to game, board to board, amazing the pictures they put in puzzles these days :) I dream so high sometimes it gets hard to breath from the altitude. But then I find the oxygen, take a deep breath, and start dreaming again.
If laughter is the best medicine, I would like to live in the pharmacy. I believe making someone laugh opens their eyes, their mind, and sometimes even their heart. I would live in a laugh if I could, bouncing off the colorful, velvety walls and tumbling down, finally landing in the aching ab muscles and watering eyes that come after a really good chuckle.
I just want to be. I don't know what being that "be" means but I guess slowly but surely could win the race. Nothing has ever been easy so I don't expect being the "be" to be. But if I get to see all the seeing I want to see, I think that being the "be" will stop having to be and I will just be....ME.
I am at constant war within myself, body and mind. Civil war inside breeding an overly civil outside. I push myself and but refuse to be pushed over. Forgiving but never forgetting. Loving and usually lingering too long. I need to be needed but can't express when I need the most. I am a bottle rocket waiting to explode until i find the nozzle that releases the pressure I put on myself. Perfect is as perfect does but I love the flaws I find in others, just not in myself. I think the most beautiful parts of people are the parts that don't look like everyone else.
I am a puzzle piece, still looking for my place. I look like I fit a lot of places but when you try to shove me in, I always have that one edge that just doesn't seem to fit. So on I jump from game to game, board to board, amazing the pictures they put in puzzles these days :) I dream so high sometimes it gets hard to breath from the altitude. But then I find the oxygen, take a deep breath, and start dreaming again.
If laughter is the best medicine, I would like to live in the pharmacy. I believe making someone laugh opens their eyes, their mind, and sometimes even their heart. I would live in a laugh if I could, bouncing off the colorful, velvety walls and tumbling down, finally landing in the aching ab muscles and watering eyes that come after a really good chuckle.
I just want to be. I don't know what being that "be" means but I guess slowly but surely could win the race. Nothing has ever been easy so I don't expect being the "be" to be. But if I get to see all the seeing I want to see, I think that being the "be" will stop having to be and I will just be....ME.
Another 20something looking inward:
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