sometimes i feel like i am leaning on the glass
making a little fog on the surface with my breath
watching while others who know how to do all this stuff that people do
just do it
and i feel like i should be taking notes
or that i somehow missed the manual
and i have to rub the glass,
making that squeeky sound,
to look in again and figure it all out.
And then i meet someone from my tribe - usually when my nose is not pressed to that glass, and they are funny and engaging and interesting and they don't need a babel fish to figure out what i am saying
they just get me
and i realise all the times i went inside the glass and felt like i couldn't breathe and gave away more and more of my sacred truths to people who screwed them up and walked on... well those times were sacreligious
and now i will only give my jewels away to people who gasp with recognition.....