Suddenly today I feel a little suffocated. After having spent all of last night into early this morning online, browsing for real estate for sale and furniture, I began to panic. How is it that yesterday I felt so excited about the possibility of owning a house, buying my own furniture etc. and today the exact opposite.
Hello, my name is Ana and I'm a claustrophobic.
Webster dictionary: Claustrophobia-an abnormal dread of being in closed or narrow spaces
The idea of not having options scare me. Be it physical space or life in general. Being stuck doing something I didn't want to do is scary, it's actually the not having a choice to change that's scary. I suppose there is always a choice, no?
And what is with this constant need to flee? Am I perhaps afraid that if I stayed long enough in one place, doing one thing, people will see my weaknesses? Kinda like a lil dancing hawaiian girl doll that bobs around on the dashboard of some tasteless person's car. She can never stay still lest someone sees the chips and dents on the sides of her plastic body. The worn bits, the colours fading...
3 comments:
Oh poor baby! you just need another holiday :)
As always!
Heya! It's the chips and dents that adds character.. and we love you much more for that;)
Meh sini cepat!!
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