I swear to you that I was JUST standing there and my life got all over me. Let's insert some maniacal laughter here for effect. It is just this: I am standing before the knight at the bridge of eternal peril and I am being asked that most feared of all quiz questions, "What's your favorite color?" Now add in the Groundhog Day effect = same sh*t, different day/week/month/decade.
I know for a fact that many things about me personally HAVE changed over the years and I know that I don't react the way that I used to in many circumstances. But is that the good thing I believed in? That my being a different person is what is necessary to get across that bridge?
Perhaps I got it all backwards and what I really need/needed was to become more me, get closer to who I am instead of trying to be different.
This is the part where the Vorpal sword drops out of the bushes and cracks my foot. Of course I picked up the thing without thinking and NOW I have to face the jabberbabywocky.
Didn't see that coming.
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