when i passed my egg around that bared so many emotions and feelings [that for the most part] i wouldnt even bother telling friends or family just because who wants to sit around explaninig how you feel everyday>
I felt n a k e d.
but there's more....when i noticed the class mainly made up of guys i was even more uncomfortable with the idea of all these guys reading how i have felt in the past 14 days, guys i dont even know but the cool thing was that from what i saw, everyone [the two girls in the class included] they held the egg so gently....and "cradled" it like Beth said. it was weird to literally watch all these strangers hold my emotions- let alone so carefully.
it made me feel
vulnerable. very vulnerable.
but in a good way. it was weird.
i dont mean to sound like a sappy girl with tons of emotional baggage and "feelings" but this experience was unlike no other and very interesting to see the results...
i knew. i knew it was going to break. but that's life, even when we know something may not work out we do it anyway. we still do it.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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What if you had boiled the egg first? Would that have taken away from the experience of the egg breaking (removed the vulnerability component).....or was it more fitting that it broke?
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What if you made the person that broke it pay for it?
ReplyDeleteWhat if the egg hadn't been broken, would that had made you feel not as shattered as you said your life was?
ReplyDeleteWhat if the person that dropped the egg threw it at you instead?
ReplyDeleteWhat if it turned out that whatever you wrote on the egg came true?
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