I knew that would catch your attention. Obviously I'm not actually a swimming pool... it would be very hard to type on a computer if I were made out of water. (Of course as I wrote that I starting imagining that my arms and fingers could be pool noodles...) Anyway, my metaphor is something that I realized just yesterday, or rather re-realized. Perhaps I should start from the beginning?
Don't ask why, but I was going through my past blogs yesterday, a bad habit that I tend to do with all of my writing, and I was thoroughly embarrassed by some of the things I had written. I mean, did I really complain that I didn't know what to be for Halloween? An odd complaint indeed since I found out I work not only Halloween day, but also twice on Saturday which pretty much cancels out any thoughts of Halloween parties, and saves me from needing a costume at all.
Looking back on that, I almost wanted to delete that post, eliminating all memory of that ridiculous and fairly self-indulgent complaint, when something I had written once came back to me. I tend to have moments of brilliance where the idea for part of a conversation between two (sometimes currently unknown) characters just come to me, and I jot them down on a scrap piece of paper, with other 'moments of brilliance'.
The particular moment that I speak of actually holds some proverbial truth in this odd metaphor. I am like a swimming pool; I have both a shallow and a deep end. I'm not saying I'm a huge fan of the times that I spend lounging in the shallow end of my personality, but I'm human, a fact that becomes more clear to me with every repeated mistake, and vain thought... Being human isn't something that I can change though, so why would I want to try to hide my flaws by deleting that blog? I'd rather own up to them, and move forward.
I'm glad you're taking this journey with me, shallow end and all. The fact that you keep coming back to see what it is I have to say is like you're diving in to the pool that is my life, and thoughts and emotions. I appreciate that. And don't worry about drowning. Julie is a lifeguard, and she's often hanging out by my pool. :)
<3 Kayla
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So I misread the title as I'm in a swimming pool.. and I couldn't figure out why you were made out of water because since when does being in a pool mean you're made out of water? ... So that's my misread title for the day.. (Yesterday's was Gaddafi's Secret Burial as Gandalf's Secret Burial.. Lord of the Rings on the brain..)
Am I LM or PP I don't remember . . . I was signing as LM but now I'm questioning it. I vaguely remember that I don like Pumpkin pie . . well now I do but anyways: I will save you when Kayla gets to deep.
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I'm glad you shall save people when Kayla gets too deep.. I can't swim... Now I just gotta worry about drowning if I miss my other ship when I'm being fired from a cannon.. Oh the water metaphors.. Although I think I remember a conversation where it was determined lack of swimming abilities doesn't transfer over to water metaphors..
J, you're LM and I'm PP. ;) (Decided after we watched the 'Tishy' episode of the weekenders, and you started calling me Pumpkin Pie and then we decided we all needed pie names)
Lisa (aka Huckleberry Pie or HBP) you should be safe in the imaginary waters, as I'm sure one of the guys can swim anyway. :)
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