And my world is upside down.
The vague unease I felt being part of something big I wasn’t sure I deserved to be a part of is replaced by the vague unease that I am part of something I’m not sure deserves me.
But the truth is, on paper, if I push on I doubt anyone but myself will look back and think that. Myself and the few others who are thinking the same thing right now.
I blink again.
A person who raised me and made sure I got exercise and ate my vegetables (I can only remember once hiding them underneath my booster seat), now relies on me to see the restroom signs, the street signs, the xs marks the spot.
She gave me metallic sticky stars for pooping when I was constipated at age four. Now I look the other way and pretend I don’t understand when she mentions difficultly collecting a urine sample.
Is it all right side up again? Have I won?