Monday, February 09, 2009

The Fragility of Ego

As I attempt to roll back the rock from the cave my self esteem has been locked in for the past three years, I have learned to expect setbacks. However, I did not see the train that hit me yesterday afternoon coming at all. No whistles, flashing lights or crossing barriers, just a lot of weird feelings associated with an odd situation involving friends, lovers, acquaintances, and much second guessing. Oh, fickle ego, why so fragile? You have been crushed by many, but never has something seemingly so benign been so disabling. Sometimes I wish I could crawl in that cave and join what is left of my rotting self esteem.