Me (in 55 words)

Why?
oh god ... well
if I only knew
the reason for that
then I could change it
alter myself
entirely
so instead of being
an individual
as I am
even so
I could be
divergent
or maybe not
what matters here
is the difference
but it's not to be
not yet
now
I'm just
me

8 comments:

  1. oh jos, this is great. the cadence (is that the same as rhythm?) is perfect. what a universal question. i;m pretty sure there will come a time when you will embrace you and know what i know and others who care about you know already. you are perfect as you are. i hope sometimes--even for a second--you know that!!

    'the reason for that?"

    jeez louise, jos, i wish i knew too...

    your honesty is a gift to everyone else, jos.
    TSUP!

    love love
    kj

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  2. Hey KJ {{massive hug}}

    My first go at 55 ... it's quite a challenge. At the same time brevity suits me :) ... in some ways anyways. xoxox

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  3. 'I'm just me', which is the best thing to be...darn :)
    joz

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  4. Feeling flawed tonight I come home from work late...house empty...children about their lives growing up...and I hinge myself on the word divergent. Would that clear things up? Or simply be like a Look, over there, kinda tactic. It wasn't me, it was my other me!

    55 is a huge contrast to your normal but it's good to see you flex your muscles so. I'm with KJ, you're pretty darn fine the way you are.

    xo
    erin

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  5. never change a hair on your head, auntie jos. you are perfect as you are.

    i love what erin wrote "it wasn't me, it was my other me!" reminds me of how i explain the chaos i leave in the kitchen "a big boy did it and ran away..."

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  6. Jos -

    now (and forever)
    I'm just
    me

    Always being you - the best option.....

    Grete

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  7. I, for one, am just delighted that you are you.
    Don't change even if you could. Why would you?
    A good wine improves with age, not with change.

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  8. I do not wish you altered (selfish me), so if you divirge, in the not too distant future, be sure and leave the Jos I love untouched by new winds. Let sand that stings, removing top layers of skin for a new self, let it come, if it must...but leave me my Jos as well. I shall love you both, equally.

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