Sunday, October 19, 2008
FURNITURE
My Dad said something that made me so sad today. And it wasn't because it was intentionally, he meant it in a funny way. But when I thought about it, it sort of sunk me into a little depression. He said," Hey little furniture! Why don't you come out of you're room and come with me and your brother for a ride?! " When I heard him say this I giggled at first, but while I was in the car I became enclosed in that word he compared me to. FURNITURE. It is lifeless and remains in one place once set. The idea of being furniture became more and more real to me. My life should be a little more than tucked away from the world and getting light only here and there. I wish I wouldn't have to feel so enclosed by strict rules and have a little more freedom. Does anybody else feel me?
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Parents sometimes say things without thinking. I remember when I was 13 and sang a duet with my sister in church, and my dad came up to us afterwards, told my sister she was phenomenal, and then looked at me and said that I'd sung in the right key. I know he didn't mean it as a slight- but it sort of became the basis for the person I made myself into in the following years; I don't think I ever would have tried so hard at music if I hadn't felt the need to break out of my sister's shadow.
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