Theme of four weeks ago. ^_^
What is the origin of your Open Diary name?
I thought this question would tie in nicely with my activities on site as of late. I changed the colors on my diary today. I still love red, but purple has stepped up in its place. Red signifies too much aggression, turmoil and too much of the violence in my life. Purple represents a color of calm and peace in the unknown.
I’m beginning to revisit the idea of WRITING, not just the hurried process of scrawling angry thoughts on a sheet of paper to vent my frustration.
However, I have gotten NO better at staying on topic. SQUEEEEEE!!
My Open Diary name came from a psychological place. It was just a concept I idealized and was never entirely certain why.
I had just felt caged. Trapped in everyone’s opinions of me, trapped in what my parents wanted to be, trapped by what I wanted (or thought I wanted), trapped by society.
That’s it. I don’t entirely feel free from the past or the present so for now, I remain as I am.
Inmate.
Maybe someone just needs to bring me the key. But I’m about to watch Aristocats so… this entry has been forgotten about…
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I like to think you’re the inmate in your very own, tiny, self-decorated asylum these days. =)
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speaking of dancing. I did zumba dance with my sister the other day. I can’t believe how stiff my body has become. I try to do a move and it’s all awkward and stiff. I have no where the range of motion I once had. Oh well. I’ll either do something to address this or ignore it, *sad lol*. Anyway my few found lack of grace has given me a renewed respect for the dedication required for dancing.
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