Talking to Myself

Oh, me. You must be crazy by the way you live. Your brain is consumed by little turns of phrase and every abstraction of The Family. Why, you wear dresses to illustrate your femininity, because to own a role gives you a place in a family. A traditional role, that is. However, you are content now as an observer. As an investigator of policy and as a critic of the tradition. Though you have been obsessed with tradition and rules since you were born. The more rigid, the more real. And yet, your life is not as disciplined as some. You have not made your bed in weeks, and at the moment you can not even type an appropriate conclusion.

Though there is one conclusion we can all enjoy: