The New Me
Put Something In
by Shel Silverstein
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-grumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
It’s strange but I’ve had certain moments of self-realization lately…all on my own without the shrink’s prodding. This week I kind of noticed a certain return to youth attitude in myself. What I mean is that I’ve made a move over the last year away from conservative me to someone more willing to take some chances. And it’s daily stuff like clothes, home decor, and buying leopard print seat covers for my jeep.
My wardrobe before I left Nawlins was mostly dark colors, mostly browns and blacks and dark greens. A little color had started to creep in but not much. I’ve always tried to be “untacky” in my decorating but in doing so I supressed some outrageous things I would have liked to have done.
My wardrobe now has a lot of bright colors like lime greens and purples and especially oranges. I’m more likely to buy something just because I like it rather than worrying about the practicality of it. Having a more relaxed work dresscode helps.
I’m trying new things with decorating. I’m trying new foods and even gardening. I’m broadening my experiences by taking stained glass art and thinking about taking pottery and taking random classes in the Adult Ed schools. I’m considering getting certified in Web Design.
The thing is that I miss my friends but I also suspect that living so far away from them has given me the chance to explore my likes and dislikes and myself without fear of criticism. It’s hard to find yourself when you’ve already been pigeon-holed into a neat little box.
I’m not saying I’m happy to be alone here. I’m still looking for ways to meet new people. I’d like to start some sort of movie club that meets a couple times a month and goes to see movies together. Maybe some sort of group to go see plays.
But these will be new people. They don’t already have a clear determined picture of me. I can be anyone. I can be me, the new me.
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