And So It Goes
The first time I accidentally got too high to function, I also happened to be at my first high school party that got raided by the police.
And as my friends instinctively ran, I had the vague sense that I should join them.
But I lacked both the muscle coordination and the concern to act on that thought.
So I stayed where I was.
Until a Good Samaritan came along.
Lifted me up.
Carried me to the host’s (out of town) parents’ bedroom.
Hid me behind the curtains.
And told me to stay there until the police left.
Which I did. And everything worked out.
Last night, as I looked at our new apartment curtains, I remembered this story for the first time in decades.
And laughed and laughed and laughed.
Because I didn’t know back then…
But the defining essence of my Gene Keys chart is this:
The continual feeling that everything will work out.
Divine relaxation, its called.
Captured by the sentiment, “If you find yourself meeting resistance in life, it is because you have forgotten to take the easy way.”
Anyway.
I didn’t get arrested for the first time until a few years later, when the timing was better for my life’s journey.
And my friend Sneh loves that I’m not only her only friend who’s been arrested, but how casually I talk about it.
They say you can’t become old and wise if you weren’t first young and wild.
And I’m pretty darn happy with both seasons of life. Young, wild and propped up behind curtains to evade arrest.
Middle-ish aged, wisdom seeking and doing adult things like buying curtains.
Xo,
Your friend who officially has curtains instead of aluminum foil covered windows (yes, Sam did indeed have to live that way for two weeks)
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