Most days though, I'm just A. I'm A, who just moved here, and is still slogging through the introductions and awkward impression-making. I'm A, who loves cooking and laughing and being outside. I'm A, who wants to work in medicine, exults in dancing, loves the colour green, and who is almost never late for anything. If it's a chore to relate my lifestory to others and wade through explanations and dodge the responding gasps, then it's also a chore to remember it everyday myself, beyond a vague, near-prideless knowledge that I am simply "different".
Today though, today I will be more than a tinge of unusual. Today I will remember who I am and where I come from and all those who have walked with me this far. Today I will glory in the knowledge of companionship in my solitude, and of kinship in my disconnect.
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