Okay, I’m currently more along the lines of footstiff and fancy-unfree.
There are so many words bouncing around in my head, so many feelings, emotions, and thoughts, that it feels like a Pong game on crack is going on in my grey matter. Added to that I’ve been in camera geek mode the last few weeks, so my verbal skills have degenerated to a point where, if someone asks how I’m doing, I’ll answer with “the sky smells purple”.
Apparently I’ve been living life on a more visceral level, where scents have emotions, colours have taste, and words make pictures. (Honestly, this is how I normally operate, I’ve just become really great at putting up a normal façade.)
This article caught my eye today: http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2009/05/12/earlyshow/main5008061.shtml
I must admit, I admire the kid for looking at the consequences of his action, and then still following his heart (or gut). The school however? They can suck a bag of donkey dicks.