rules. . . . .

pretty sweet girl, canon 20 d
this is a photo i posted from a few years back, but i love it so,
and so im going to break "blog rules" and do a repeat. . .
speaking of breaking the rules,
im sure it is not a surprise to most,
that it is something i get a big charge out of doing.
in fact, the best way to get me to misbehave is
to give me a set of demands as to how i should behave.
"do not enter"
"no trespassing"
"wrong way"
"off limits"
"no _____ allowed"
"DANGER"
...those just feel like a super sonic magnet pull to me.
i believe my rebellion comes from my undying
effort as a child, to be the "good little girl."
that combined with the misguided belief
that i would go to hell if i sinned,
had me conforming to all sorts of rules and regulations.
but if you were a kid like me, you know that
kind of restriction can only last for so long before
rebellion explodes and you find your self smoking, drinking,
swearing, trespassing, and kissing boys in the church parking lot.
decades later i am still managing my need to rowdy
up and take the road no one else would even consider.
i encourage you today to break a rule
that allows you to be who you really are.
i dare you to not be so perfect.
love your inner bad ass.