Talking with a friend the other day we were discussing life and how it's like building a house. You spend a lot of time building the foundation then once that is set, the framing, siding etc take shape very quickly. It's the finishing and decorating that really never stops. Once discovering who they are, decent people are then always adjusting and improving their lives to be up to date with the world around them. Some folks never change and meeting them is like walking into a house that has never been updated since the sixties - a heinous sight at best.
I have tried a lot of new things recently and discovered that they resonate with who I am. Feeling free to be yourself is one of the best things in the world and I am the happiest now that I have ever been in my life. As a solidification of my identity (and a little shameless self promotion), I had the title of my blog which encapsulates me tattooed on my arm.
I'm flapping my wings dry in the sun and will soon be flying joining my fellow fugitives taking in the world as it slips across our wings.