I Am That One

I am the child who wandered off to the edge of the playground during recess, picking collections of the tiniest little lavender flowers you ever saw.

I am the newlywed setting up house who occasionally walked about in public with things on my head…shopping baskets, cans of soda, books, whatever.

I am the adult who wandered through the night looking for a playground to swing upon.

I am the teenager who dressed in old-fashioned styles, consciously calling upon an earlier time at an age when my peers were working on popular fashion culture.

I am the one blurting out random sarcastic comments at inopportune moments.

I am the one who can make anybody think porn is hilarious.

I am the one who sometimes speaks in quotes and bits of song.

I am the girl who was eating spaghetti while you ate your omelette.

I am the one who is always out of time, out of step, friends with those who are older, yearning for times long gone.

I am the girl who secretly wanted to be a teen mother.

I am the genius who flunked out of college, a dropout.

I am the one dreamily watching the sky in the middle of a crowded public space.

I am the one who always wants to try out new roles, try on new personalities, pretend to be somebody else for a while…maybe not knowing if any are really mine.

I am the redhead without red hair.

I am the one who always points out how I am different.

I am the one who can’t keep my mouth shut.

I am the friend who forgets promises, the borrower who forgets to return, the possessor of 20-year-old library books.

I am that one.  You know who I am.  But do I?

Published by solinox

I am a Wiccan priestess, a libertarian mother of triplets plus three, a wife and homeschooling mom to blind and autistic children, a fiber artist, and a Jane of All Trades, always learning and seeking to help.

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