Escape

So it's over. And unlike some revelers I do not wish it was twice a year or that it was for the entire week. It is done and it has served its purpose - well for me at least. For the season, I was "like a jumbie" caused plenty "rucshun" all while looking "funny funny funny". I reveled, I went through my metamorphosis (grow the hair - lime hard; colour the hair - fete hard lime more; cut the hair - start to purge, fete no more lime less) and came out on the other end ready to face the world and the rest of the year in my temporary skin. The culmination of the season was my catharsis. That old half year jumbie pounding at my back done gone - I can now look forward to a new manifestation of the same ole jumbie for the other half of the year; but I can face it with renewed spirits, new energy, and a new phrase or two to keep it at bay - "I doh care" - "doh do dat".

Undoubtedly I will find new angst, annoyances, peeves, irritations, elation, sensations, desires - and the list goes on; or they might be the same shit just on a different day and/or slightly modified, but at least I had this - carnival. My escape, this was the most silent my thoughts have been in a long time - damn it takes alot to get them to be still. I am thankful for the escape - it brought balance and appreciation for what I came through over the last year.

So I'm back - certainly not back to where I left off; I'm not quite certain where I'm back to - perhaps a new page or a new chapter in my life; but I'm back to my life. HOORAY!!!