Someday I will do great things, someday I will lose weight, and someday I will ask her out. Decisions like these, when I look back through my life, make me the person I am today. And there’s the rub, I hate the person I have become. I do not remember when or where I first read about this idea, but I do remember the way those words made me feel. To say I felt this in my bones would not be enough, my whole body resonated with this idea, and it made me sick. Deep inside of me lies a place I can’t control, it can tie me up in knots when I’m nervous, or debilitate me with fear when I least expect it. I’ve never put a name to this place or found a way to explain the feelings. Someday Isle is where I built my home. On this island, I have spent my entire life, living alone, afraid, never daring to dip my toes into the water that surrounds me. Someday Isle get off this Island, Someday Isle build a new home.
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