I wouldn’t put it past some felines to – on the down low, obviously – have a sign like this made. So aloof sometimes! (Fortunately not our boys, nor their big brother and sister. Though the little one would have said “your f*cking loss” if he wrote it, and his big sister wouldn’t have made the sign to begin with.)
Once upon a time I worried about what people thought. I worried about if they’d like what I was wearing, if I looked silly, or if the things I enjoyed weren’t “cool.” But it didn’t last particularly long, those worrisome spells, because I simply couldn’t mold myself to fit within the confines that others did.
Boxes didn’t work for me, and I made myself sick – in the short time I tried to care – trying to figure out what I was “supposed to” do, and “supposed to” be. Based on someone else’s definition, by the way. I was like a dodecahedron trying to fit into a triangular shape – I had so many facets, I’d make a gemologist spin, and the “mold” simply didn’t work.
I feel like that was fortunate for me, though. . .because I learned to just do my thing and be, unabashedly, my curiously off-beat self. It’s so much easier when you don’t have to squeeze yourself in to other shapes. It’s SO much easier being authentic than having to remember the details of the “lie” that you pretend to live.
The world doesn’t need more conformists…it needs the beautiful variety that all of us bring to life. It’s not only okay to be you, it’s what you, and everyone else deserves. If someone takes issue, that’s okay – that’s for them to worry about.
Do your thing, and be ridiculous if you want to. Even if it means wearing obnoxiously-printed leggings, leg warmers a la 1982, and Thundercat shoes at age 38.
Happiness is the heart of the beholder. ❤
RANDOM BLOG PANTHER!
Because black panthers are the most spectacular creatures on the planet, hello (and I not-so-secretly am jealous I’m not one myself!) 😉
I mean…just L O O K!
Nature is astounding.
PS…did you ever see that Geico panther ad? 🙂
There might be some of conjuring going on during Samhain…veil is at its thinnest, after all. But I *hope* it’s of the POSITIVE kind…not so much in the way of welcoming demons (modern life has plenty of its own!)
If, on the other hand, one meant to call forth darker entities, only to whip up happy little lemons (because the cursive was too hard to read!)…well then…I’m okay with that!
Nothing wrong with a little sweet-tart, on Halloween or any other day!