You know those bottles with the labels on them that say Do Not Take Internally? Yeah, well. I can't help it. I take everything internally.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Kate

My name isn't Kate. Its not even close. I don't even particularly like the name Kate.

But Kate is a short, simple, earthy name. I tend to be the girl who is overly romantic, and usually end up just cheesy. So I avoided naming myself London, Faye, Summer, or any of the other maple syrup-style names. I will be Kate.

Kate is a wanderer. She has only recently come to terms with the fact that she doesn't know exactly who she is because she is a different person every morning. She is stupidly idealistic, uncontrollably perfectionist, easily moved, and a bitter pessimist. Kate knows exactly what she is looking for but doubts it exists. She demands absolute beauty in herself, but doesn't think she has the ability to be absolutely beautiful. Kate can't keep herself in one place or thought for long, and she's always exploding.

Kate is a simple name, but Kate is anything but simple.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is beautiful.
As is Kate's writing style in general.
And Kate herself.
I think we're all easy to understand when we talk to each other and therefore learn about each other, yet impossible to describe- we're far too intricate and beautiful to describe ourselves. Which is perhaps a good thing. Perhaps instead of talking about ourselves, we ought to ask about others- we will become better understood that way than if we tried to describe ourselves. And perhaps likewise, instead of trying to find who we are and act accordingly, perhaps instead we should simply act, and then we will realize who we are accordingly.
=)