What I realized, however, is that the truth is much more surprising. The Universe is like a bully who repeatedly pummels me with my own hand and says, "Why are you hitting yourself? Stop hitting yourself."
However, when I turn to confront my tormentor, I see no one there. Just my own hand, beating myself bloody. And then I laugh.
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The worst is when the same bully says, "okay, let your hand go limp." And you think he's going to show you something funny and he hits you with it again!
ReplyDeletei hate when my hand falls asleep on me ;) just kidding...great metaphor jim!
ReplyDeleteI was just beating my 8 year old nephew with his own hands over the weekend and saying, "Why are you hitting yourself?!" I LOVE it when the Universe and I are in unison.
ReplyDeleteBTW, love the sock-in-the puss-pic above.
Artemis, that is what happens when you fall in love.
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