friday afternoon, bunny and i sat at a park in the extremely wealthy part of town and fought off a geese attack. it was a bit anxious, slightly scary and funny all at the same time. i told the geese that they were spoiled rotten by being highland park geese...pinching innocent folk of their starbucks lemon pound cake.
as we were sitting on the bench after the geese had tired of getting nothing from us, i tried to tell bunny how i am feeling. i looked at the water in the pond and thought how i feel like a fish out of water. the irony is not lost on me since i am a pisces. i am in a city that is unfamiliar, uncomfortable and i am trying desperately to breathe. i am lying on the bank, looking around me while my sides expand and contract to suck in air to sustain me. at the same time i tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to convey this to bunny, i realized how much i want to be a duck. if i were a duck, i could both fly and swim. i would live my life around water, as i already want to do, yet i could still play on the wind. i'd also look cute and have an excuse to waddle. things would just roll off my back, too.
i'm not really a fish or a duck.
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