The ego is a funny thing.

How strange how my emotions can float along

in and out

changing so rapidly at times.

I don’t like to admit this to myself,

naturally-

but I think I am quite anxiously natured.

Always looking for something to do,

or something to make,

or something to listen to,

or something to write about,

or someone to distract me.

I just have so many hats to wear

and so many ideas floating around

and overwhelmed by the concept of time.

Will I ever create all that I desire?

Maybe I’m not supposed to.

Maybe that’s just being an artist.

I know I can march

to the beat of my own drum.

But it’s always been more fun to be in a band

to feel the harmonies

to be surprised

in joy

and dance

and excitement

as the connections unfold

as the notes flow together.

In contrast,

I love a good soliloquy

nothing but the company of oneself

and maybe the birds

and the bugs

and the dogs

and the various-other-energies floating about that make up our being.

It’s not about needing someone.

I know this to be false.

But a duet is fun.

A dance is sometimes better with a dance partner

And ultimately,

We are a village species

We humans thrive off the right kind of contact

the right kind of connection

in many ways, we do need each other

and that’s ok.

As long as we don’t pour from an empty cup

and approach one another from our own volition

we must allow gravity to do the rest.

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