I was watching some birds sleep with their head under their wing.  I was thinking some of us are going through life with our heads under our wings.  Either for protection from our feelings or our fears or something else.  I feel like that.  I feel like I keep my head under my wing and only once in a while either in the bright sunshine of happiness or the pain like being hit hard from a rock do I ever remove my head out from under my wing.
People tell me I am so laid back, nothing bothers you and your aren’t afraid of anything.  Talk to anyone who really knows me and they will say that is a crock of shit.  Yes I will fight when I have to.  But fighting is easy.  It is all the rest that is hard.
I have decided to pull my head out from under my wing.  It will be a slow process.  Been shut down for so long that not sure what to do.  All I know is My head was under my wing and I missed out on something special to me a few years back.  I won’t make that mistake again.