So Many Sides
There are so many sides to me that I've observed lately. One minute I think one way and another minute I think another. My mind goes from the macro scale to the micro scale in a blink of an eye. It goes from being rationale to irrational, from balanced to shaky, from philosophical to primitive, from transcendental to petty. All I can say is I'm a bunch of these pieces, held together in this body and spirit but barely. I would burst open if this glue didn't hold it all together.
Sometimes it's like being a teacher in a classroom, with unruly students and good ones, and everything inbetween and more. I'm both the teacher and the students.
I suppose the good is that's this all humbles the spirit, although I wish it was in an easier way.