I grew up knowing that duct tape was like the force, it has a dark side, a light side and it holds the world together. So as I reanalyze so many words and circles and confusion and emotion I wonder if this is duct tape or if its really just a bandaid trying to mask a massive gash that needs stitches or else it will bleed out. I am unsure. I have felt ecstatic, like I have been locked in a jail and the dog just brought me the keys. And then I have felt unsure, apprehensive and afraid to step out of the cell into the world to see if its real. If your thoughts and words actually are saying what I want them to say.
I have my fingers crossed that this is duct tape for now. I guess I will find out tomorrow.
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