Where are you?

Another day on my journey towards myself. I have lost many things in my life but nothing has been to hard to find as myself. Like your favorite shirt at the bottom of you laundry basket, sometimes you have to go thru alot of dirty laundry to find it.

Today I choose to go thru that dirty laundry because I need my favorite shirt back, the one that matches my eyes and makes you feel like you are invincible like superman. I need to find myself again, he has been on holiday for so long I forgot what he looks like.

Last night I saw him for an hour or so, but then lost him again as bedtime approached.

Have you ever played with silly putty as a child? Remember making an impression of the Sunday comics? Then taking the putty and stretching it out until the face was only somewhat recognizable but then showing it to someone else and asking them who it was, they had no idea? That is what if feels like to loose yourself, like you are all stretched out of shape and your face is unrecognizable.

So each day I spend thinking about who I am (inside) and picturing how it would be if the inside were represented on the outside. Sometimes it takes alot of time to get there, and sometimes you just have to go thru the motions until you find your reflection showing up (your reflection lets you know that you are getting closer to the real you).

Where have you found yourself? Have you ever found yourself somewhere you don't remember going? Send me your comments. Until next time, keep looking for yourself.


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