A creative little blurb about the way I sometimes feel I am.
I have led one hect of an adventurous life. I have done some pretty crazy things. Some things wouldn’t make a whole lot of sense to some people, but to me it does. I never planned my life out like most people seem to have done. In my case, I just let life take me to where ever it felt like going. In a way I was just along for the ride. I never knew where it was going to stop or go. I just knew that it was going to take me some where.
No one ever knew what to expect from me. I was always a bundle of energy wrapped up in a little package. I have been compared to a fire cracker. If there was a fire some where, you best believe I was close enough to ignite. And when I went off, you never knew what was going to happen. I could either explode in an instant, fizzle out like a dud, or spark off a large fire. Comparing me to a fire cracker was the best anyone’s ever come up with…so far.
All the people I have ever come into contact with, all the people who have merely wandered into my life for a moment, or a minute…I take a part of them…A story, a quote, a gesture. I take that little bit of them and turn it into me. I see myself as an untouched lump of clay just waiting for the next person to lay their hands on me and leave their mark. Everyone leaves their lasting impression on me. They don’t even know it. I am the same but different. I am a changling of sorts. I inhabit the same body, but many different “souls”.
I am stubborn. A leader type quality good for drill seargents. Had I gone into the Marines, I have no doubt that I would be just that. I demand and command, but not in such an in your face way. I am cunning like a well seasoned thief. I will sneak in and you will never know I am there. By the time it is all said and done with, you would have never known I was there. I adapt well to any situation and I blend into a crowd. I am only seen when I want to be seen, but they say that the best cover is in plain sight.
There are so many facets to who I am. It is so hard to count. I am never any one person at any single time. I am fluid, but you could never hold me in a container. I am air, but you could never capture me in a box. I am light, but you could never harness my illumination. I am more like earth. Whatever falls to the ground, I take the droppings and from that make things grow. I am never the same person twice, but when you need me, I’ll be there. I will hold your hand until you are ready to let go, but when you have… I will be gone.
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