When the inner crazy peeks out

The Great Wave Off Kanagawa

It’s one thing for your internal, often NSFW (no, not in that way) proclivities to have made a safe and comfortable home inside the recesses of your mind. I am referring here to those bits of yourself you save only for yourself and, on occasion, “lucky” family members, ie communicating while hungry (read: impatient and unabashed snapping tendencies); disliking an idea without a good, sound reason (read: there’s no way I’m working with __________) — and I’ll stop here, lest all my secrets be revealed…!

But it’s an altogether other and problematic thing when these once-hidden proclivities (read: just plain bad behavior) begin to make an appearance in the form of verbal and physical expressions that others in your orbit do not associate with their sense of you, nor you with your own sense of self.

So, the dilemma: When does preservation of one’s sanity, in which some of the crazy peeks out, trump maintenance of one’s known persona?
(and the real question: Why and how is it that some people are endlessly able to get away with behavior so egregious, it borders on pathological?)

In popular culture terms:

  • Twerk queen Miley Cyrus — sure, she’s gotten a good amount of flack, but her “youth” seems to buy her free pass after free pass, in large part because covering her flaws keeps many people employed.
  • Anne Hathaway is mercilessly eschewed in the mainstream press for being too aloof (and perhaps for not twerking enough…). Her great transgression: a reputation as a bit of a diva and not giving the press too much attention. Egad! {eye-roll}

At the precipice of the aforementioned storm is where I find myself, and the tumble downward into a frenzy of activity seems daunting and unavoidable; my natural inclination is to avoid all such madness at all costs, but I do not have that luxury at the moment. And so for the next fortnight, I will ride what I will imagine in my mind’s eye as a benevolent incarnation of Hokusai’s Great Wave — if I make it out alive, I’ll report back from other side.

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One Response to When the inner crazy peeks out

  1. Bushu says:

    Hang in there, in spite of the craziness, fully get the picture and beginning to appreciate your position more and more. Perhaps becoming like that myself to an extent 😉
    Well for the moment pretend you are the queen of the nowhere land. Rein your way on one hand and on the othere in a little to your subjects to indulge their whim and fancy

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