When I participated in an art show in my adult years, I fell into a strange conversation with a crazed curator and became delusional and landed in a psych ward.
When I went in for my very first baseline mammogram I was led to additional screening and diagnosed with breast cancer.
It's odd. I feel most guided in life by intuition, but I also can't help but feel guided by more abstract things. I still have a lot of questions about certain aspects of my life experiences thus far, but I feel comforted by the fact that I will always land on my feet again no matter what.
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