let lemons be angry

So this is what it is like: to become narrow-minded and shrink the world to thirteen months, and be happy. Could I be like stef and cut ties to pursue a career? Could I be like aimei and live for my art? Could I be like Gigi Leung in Tempting Hearts, and grow too sophisticated for puppy love? Could I be like Paki and choose to stay abroad, alone?

I couldn't; their worlds are too large for me, their conquests too great. There are many things I would like to do. I've always fancied myself to be someone with gumption, with manly instincts to wander and do and be. But it turns out I am more of a house cat. An entire world in deciding where to nap this time, and which chair to make mine.

image: composition of holga prints