Sometimes, I don't know who I am.
Is that really me walking the dog, singing along openly with George Michael as I go down the street?
Is that really me acting a fool while singing "Little Cabin in the Woods" with teenagers and then throwing my shoulder out?
Is that really, truly me removing my tshirt and bra in rehearsal for no good reason?
Who is this person? And do people think I am ridiculous? brazen? insane? foolish? brave?
I ask this not to prompt direct reply but to rather to reflect that I stand amazed at myself... and I think it is one of the things I like most about me... and am attracted to in others. The open and out there. The unexpected. The unknown. The serendipitous.
I gotta put a heat pack on my shoulder now.
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I admire you (and people like you) who aren't shy about nudity. I like having my clothes on. But I think we learn from what scares us.
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