Thursday, April 14, 2005

Looking sharp some more for surprises

Today, at the beauty salon, I saw the child in a woman, an employee.

She was wearing an oversized coat and came and sat on a chair that was too-high, and started swinging her legs. Suddenly I could see in her the wife, daughter-in-law, sister-in-law, who left home in the mornings to reach work on time - to reach an entirely different world than the one left behind. Like I do. Who held on to her wildness until she could return home in the evening/night; had to throw off fatigue and perhaps pay attention to other demands. Like I do. Oh, how we hold on to this memory keening yearning, this conviction that home/the evening will come and bring freedom!

Of course, more and more I find the "wild" part of me infiltrating and blitzing the code of civil conduct delineated for public personae. Which is all right. We should all be able to dress and behave in the way most authentic for us - formal cool or wild child or anything else in between or beyond.

7 comments:

harneet said...

it is we who stifle ourselves...

Monica said...

Perhaps we do. Or perhaps the stifling happens as a matter of course as we grow up, and we need to learn to unstifle ourselves.

Monica said...

Perhaps we do. Or perhaps the stifling happens as a matter of course as we grow up, and we need to learn to unstifle ourselves.

Monica said...

Perhaps we do. Or perhaps the stifling happens as a matter of course as we grow up, and we need to learn to unstifle ourselves.

Monica said...

Perhaps we do. Or perhaps the stifling happens as a matter of course as we grow up, and we need to learn to unstifle ourselves.

Monica said...

Oops... I appear in multiple strikes.

harneet said...

haha... you sure know how to make a point... ;-)..